Where to begin? Well, first of all, I never imagined paying to see this movie, not paying to see this movie or even accidentally walking into a theatre where it was playing - Ashton Kutcher? Cameron Diaz? Vegas??? It had to be kick you in the face, make fun of your haircut, awful. There wasn’t a chance I’d be seeing this any other way than completely drunk and incoherent at 4am on pay-per-view. One of those days when I would wake up and realize my eyes weren’t bleeding from the hangover, but because I’d decided to order this 90 minute Vegas travelogue. Nope, never, it just wasn’t going to happen. Imagine my surprise then as I fork over $36 to the cashier at the movie theatre and hear the words “Three for the Vegas movie” come out of my mouth.