Things I didn’t like about True Grit

Some of the dance numbers were contrived.

Hard to focus on the story when every 15 minutes, Rob Schneider would cheer: “you can do it!!”

While hilarious, the bloopers during the ending credits were out of place.

Matt Damon’s character continually telling the men he was about to shoot that he also plays Jason Bourne.

Less spitting than the usual Western and/or Coen Brothers film.

Jeff Bridges not wearing eye patch in one scene but his horse did. Just weird.

At campfire, Cogburn harmonica version of “Let’s Groove Tonight” not the Earth Wind & Fire song I would have chosen.

The less than subtle Nike product placement.

While truer to the book than the 1969 film, the line “Fill your hand, you son of a be-otch!” a blatant departure.

Love scenes with two cowboys apparently not in every Western.

Not even a small Glen Campbell cameo? But the sheriff can wear a Bart Simpson lapel pin?

Annoying “rickroll” ringtone every five freaking minutes because some ahole in the theatre didn’t turn off his cellphone and someone kept calling me.

Beans and whiskey, repeat. Beans and whiskey, repeat. Grits? Of course not.