Stupid movie review

I'd never have gone to Mr & Mrs Smith had it not been for free. Ann Hornaday of The Washington Post compared it to "a live-action episode of "The Itchy and Scratchy Show" from "The Simpsons." Ouch. Not far from the truth. She goes on to say:

Granted, it's "The Itchy and Scratchy Show" featuring two of the most physically flawless human beings on the planet. As "Mr. & Mrs. Smith" opens, John Smith (Pitt) and Jane Smith (Jolie) are in couples therapy, each facing the camera directly while an off-screen therapist throws them probing questions. As they deliver the quietly devastating answers that will be familiar to anyone who's been married longer than a year, the true purpose of "Mr. & Mrs. Smith" becomes clear: This is a movie about two impossibly attractive mega-stars regarding each other and, in turn, basking in our regard. As long as the audience is okay with that -- as long as they don't go into the theater expecting anything as distracting as a logical story or some kind of emotional arc--well, then, bring on the extra-large popcorn and let the Big Slurps flow.

Don't expect much. I never, at any point, found that something happened I couldn't have predicted before walking into the theater. So the whole time, I obsessed over how they loooked. His only flaw seems to be his cheekbones (too small & sharp) even though I'm no Brad fan. She is gorgeous, anorexic, and very Asian looking in this film--far different from Lara Croft. I mean, from the bits of it I saw (not a fan of that style of movie, really). So did anyone out there like it?