Ghosts of Girlfriends Past (2009) *

Ghosts of Girlfriends Past is another in a long line of Mathew McConaughey films that bank on the fact that he's in it, he probably takes his shirt off, and she ends up defiling another Hollywood actress who when then lose some respect for, this time being Jennifer Garner.

This is going to be the shortest plot description ever: This film is A Christmas Carol meets crap. There, I said it.

I'm not going to waste the time discussing how McConaughey sucks and how the entire cast looks so uncomfortable that you would think this film is nothing but a mass colonsocopy, particularly in Robert Forster. I will say that when Michale Douglas is on screen as the Jacob Marley-ish character the film is 10 times better than the clop that the other 90 minutes entails. That's why it's one full star. So when this hits DVD or Blu-Ray (God knows why someone would buy this on Blu Ray) fast forward to Michael Douglas and ditch the rest.

But this film wasn't made to get Oscars and praise. It was made for the following reason. I saw this at a 9:15 showing on a Saturday night with my wife. I thought that the theater would be a ghost town, but lo and behold it filled up with at least twenty other viewers- all women between 18 and 30. This is their kind of movie. And as long as they still like seeing McConaughey taking his shirt off then he'll still have something that can be called a career.