When I found out that the director of “The Hurt Locker”—a testosterone-rific movie about a team of soldiers disarming roadside bombs in Iraq—was directed by a woman, I wanted to kick myself. Not out of surprise, but because I was surprised. Why did I automatically think that only a man could direct an intense war movie filled with explosions? Nope, the film is being called an “adrenaline-soaked tour de force of suspense” and it’s all thanks to the directing genius of Kathryn Bigelow. It’s not that I think women can’t make amazing war films. Quite the contrary—I think women have a knack for tapping into raw emotions, and Bigelow creatively mixed high-octane action with emotion and personal relationships. My surprise was simply an innocent, unconscious, yet totally sexist brain fart. And I don’t think I’m the only one.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t seen another human being in five days, but I’m really enthusiastically excited about the movies coming out this week. They all share a certain theme, which happens to be my favorite: awkwardness! First, “Brüno” gets audiences all blushy by showing his waxed man body (and balls, apparently?). Then a nerd goes for the cheerleader (shocker) in “I Love You, Beth Cooper.” And finally, two men take bromance to the next level in “Humpday.” Bye! I’ll be at the movies with my new friends, butter and slushy.