For a brief period I would go to the movies with Tiff. We have completely different taste so we would compromise and go to see something we both hated. Well, it worked out that way about 99% of the time, anyway. *tears out part of her brain with those movies in it* Someone's Mandolin... phew... a bad un. Once we went to a (bad) sequel of The Matrix, and Tiff started making spluttering noises - turned out she hadn't seen the original. I had to lean over and say, "Nothing you know about physics applies here." She said, "Oh, all right," then probably astral-projected and continued writing a grant or something. Crap - we saw that HORRID and ineptly made movie where two men swapped face skin surgically. That was a stinker. Sometimes the movies were so bad they were actually funny - an example of which I cannot proffer and, in fact, I may be exaggerating that aspect as it was similar to the way a tiny island stands out on an otherwise landless ocean horizon.

Not with Tiff, but once I went to see Fight Club and was in stitches the entire time and actually thought it was supposed to be funny. Afterwards, a male friend sternly told me it was not supposed to be funny AT ALL. Well, maybe I was just in a laughing mood that day. I think it might be meaningful to men, hilarious to women, perhaps. A bit like the Masons and the Shriners and fraternities and... That would be fair - there are lots of things women enjoy but which don't appeal to men (speaking very broadly here of course).

Usually women are too polite to laugh.

HAHAHAHAHAHA!