The weekend box office:
1. The Other Guys - $35.6 million. Fitting that a film about Leonardo DiCaprio in our dreams would be overtaken by a film about Mark Wahlberg, who will forever be in our dreams.
2. Inception - $18.6 million, meaning all those internet parodies can expect a bump in traffic as another couple million people now will understand what's happening with that top.
3. Step Up 3-D - $15.5 million, the worst box office yet for the entire Stepping Up series--and that includes the one they brazenly called Step Up 2 the Street, so that's really saying something.
4. Salt - $11.1 million. It turns out not everyone had already completely forgotten about this film's existence.
5. Dinner for Schmucks - $10.5 million. Soon, the phrase "Dinner for Schmucks" will return to meaning "filling up on breadsticks and salad so you can take an entire entree home from Olive Garden."
Weekend Box Office Results [Box Office Mojo]
Your weekend box office:
1. Inception - $27.5 million, taking first place for the third week straight. Meaning "the guys who brought you Meet the Spartans" are probably already a month into writing Dream Movie.
2. Dinner for Schmucks - Steve Carell shouts his way to $23.3 million.
3. Salt - $19.3 million. New mohawks for all the Jolie/Pitt children!
4. Despicable Me - Steve Carell also does an unplaceable accent to $15.5 million.
5. Cats & Dogs: The Revenge of Kitty Galore - $12.5 million--a slim win over Zac Efron: Yachter/Ghost Whisperer. Children must not have appreciated the title's hilarious reference to James Bond/vaginas.
Weekend Box Office Results [Box Office Mojo]
The first Dinner for Schmucks was determined to sell us on the remake's concept: an executive-class dinner party aimed at mocking the mental patients each guest brings as a date, and the moral conflict newcomer Paul Rudd faces in bringing oddballs Steve Carell and Zach Galifanakis to this cruel game. With that set-up out of the way, this new trailer just goes for it, showing just how much your liking this depends on you liking to watch people act super retarded. And I guess Jemaine Clement is Lucifer? I bet you didn't think that was a possible thing that could or would happen.
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Some films are art. Some are escapist entertainment. Others are wafer thin excuses for Steve Carell and Zach Galifianakis to act like mental patients for an hour-and-a-half. This film appears to be one of those three:
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