Is it food?

My family came to Boston over the Easter holiday. We had a nice dinner at Washington Square Tavern and then headed up Beacon Street to Finale in Coolidge Corner for dessert. Though we resisted the flight of port, all of us enjoyed exceptional desserts - except for my brother Andrew. Does this look like food to you?

Uh, ya might want to rethink that intro paragraph

So I’m perusing The Boston Globe’s web site this morning and stumble upon a review of Drillbit Taylor, a movie that from the start looked destined to end up in the $1.99 bin at Wal-Mart.

Globe staffer Wesley Morris opens his review with the unsubtle line, “It’s just Owen Wilson’s second comedy since it was reported last year that he tried to end his life.” Okay. Surely a review of an Owen Wilson movie can’t go without at least subtly referencing his suicide attempt. It goes without saying that Owen Wilson is a talented actor, and we’re all thankful he’s around.

But really, Mr. Morris - have some taste. Look at Morris’ use of the qualifier ‘just,’ which suggests that, had it been six or seven comedies removed from Wilson’s suicide attempt, this movie might not have been a steaming turd. In all likelihood, anything that tries to rip off Superbad this blatantly – while asking Wilson to mail in his sunny, whimsical self – will be truly awful.

Read the full review here.