This past Friday, I embarked on a nice family outing to go see "Lincoln." Save for a bit of whining from bike messenger action-hero Joseph Gordon Levitt (his role, while important, was not that big, and possibly could've been improved upon by casting a no-name) the movie was everything its been hyped up to be. Tommy Lee Jones is a revelation, and D-Day Lewis kills it in only the way he can. 

But perhaps the highlight of the whole excursion, greater than the movie itself, was what happened at the 1:22 mark of the trailer for "Parental Guidance", a heinous-looking movie where Billy Crystal has to remember how to parent again, and that maybe it's never too late to be young! Basically a way for 68 year-olds to temporarily forget that their friends are gonna start dropping like flies soon, and that they'll probably stop having sex in a few years. Granted I am not the target demographic for this, but I found the whole thing to be rather funny from the get-go. But then the unthinkable happened, and the movie dropped in Calvin Harris' BANGER in attempt to somehow convince 26 year-olds terrified of getting into anything serious to see a movie about being trapped in a family forever. Really, it's almost too brilliant. 

As my brohemoth pointed out, this is the exact moment in history where parodies are on an even plane with the real stuff--meaning that because spoofs have gotten so good and trailers have gotten so bad, there is simply no difference. 

This movie comes out on Christmas. Don't rule out a guest cameo from 2 Chainz.