Finally saw “Mr and Mrs. Smith” (2005) this weekend significant for low cultural historical reasons as “the movie where Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie hooked up, fell in love or both”. [My inference is that they didn’t or weren’t but wanted to which is what created the sexual heat.] The movie isn’t good and isn’t bad, lots of stuff blowing up or being destroyed. The amount of destruction is ironic when you consider them now, the model family, how many children and a nanny in tow. And for a taste of personal irony, admit it, didn’t you think Angelina Jolie was a bitch then and don’t you even if reluctantly admire her now? And aren’t you disappointed in Jennifer Aniston? See how you’ve changed.