Seeing a random movie on a Saturday night is not always such a great idea. I've just seen a Ben Stiller movie - Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story. That sucked. I expected it to suck, but not really that big.

Somehow, many moviegoers actually found it occasionally funny and laughed (I laughed a couple of times, too), but there was a scene in the movie which managed to switch this laughing audience off: a Dracula-inspired bucktooth-deformed character is introduced as "coming from Romanovia." That was such a cheap shot it left the theatre silent. I suppose everyone in there was as offended as I was.

How come such a politically correctness obsessed Hollywood considers poking fun at other nations as being actually funny? What would, in turn, the American moviegoer think about an East European movie in which the 'Americanovian' character is some fat war-loving trailer trash redneck unable to spell his own name? Don't you think that would presumably have the same theatre-silencing effect? Playing with degrading clichés is not funny.

You know what? That somehow made me remember Claudia's 'Ugh, says the Turk in me' post on Halfway down the Danube from a few days ago – although these things are far from being of a comparable magnitude – and inspired by that I'll propose a term for the sample above: 'booted humor.'