It's just a shitty human movie that isn't as bad as most human movies but is still nothing to write home about.

[Well, okay, he'd totally accept the poster in his room, but that's just because Audrey is the human empress of romantic films.

He did want to watch it with her, but only because he thought she might like it, too. And if it just smells like pavement the whole time, she won't.]

I can watch it some other time, I don't care.