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Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
Four and a half stars of five.
In 90% of the movie, Angelina did nothing for me. In the other 10% she was holding her body just the right way, or wearing just the right thing to make my vision go fuzzy.
And uh.. if you've seen the movie, you know what I'm talking about when I say that that would be the -best sex ever-.
And uh, oh. The movie existed somewhere in there too. The plot was passable for an action flick containing two of the hottest people around, and there was some arbitrary coolness (and hotness) sprinkled without.
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