For the second Friday in a row, The Corner is in the office too late, but that’s O.K., especially if you come to our NYC fundraiser. (I know, I’m shameless. But we’re a cool enterprise to support, O.K.?)

Sorry, I’ll focus….Pop culture.

I’ve been silently enraged all week. I’ve mentioned the movie Grandma’s Boy on NRO before—because of a Che t-shirt the lead character wears in one of the scenes, because when I first saw it months ago I thought it was hysterical (I mentioned it in my 2006 predictions), and because the guy whose very funny baby it is is a talented friend (Allen Covert).

Anyway, the movie didn’t do well last weekend. And that fact made me angry because it’s a funny—albeit silly and completely crass—movie with the potential to make a lot of people laugh their stress away for a little bit (the beauty of comedy). And on top of that, the nastiness and elite pomposity of some of the reviewers was both unnecessarily and dismaying. I also thought some of it was disingenuous, too.

Anyway, I’m much happier tonight, having read A. O. Scott on GBoy. He gets it. It’s a silly movie a bunch of folks (including Doris Roberts and Shirley Jones) had a lot of fun making. Any audience that’s okay with very crass comedy (not everyone is, so I really don’t recommend it if you’re not) and wants to laugh, will. It’s not a family movie. It’s not a movie you’re going to take a profound message from. But sometimes those movies have value too. Grandma’s Boy is candy. Very silly, funny candy. Scott got that. And didn’t have to throw in a if-you’re-an-imbecile-you’ll-laugh kind of clause like some other reviewers have.

Anyway, if you’re looking for a funny movie and The 40-Year-Old Virgin, Anchorman, and Office Space are the kind of movies that are secret (or not-so) pleasures, you’ll laugh and laugh at Grandma’s Boy (currently in theaters). (And if you don’t I’ll give you your money back at our Feb 9th fundraiser–for the movie, not the fundraiser.) I’m pretty sure (if the aforementioned conditions apply) you’ll go back home and just want to watch Adam Sandler movies and keep asking where Nick Swardson has been all your life.