...about this movie is that people were not only duped into paying to see it, but that they've convinced themselves that this is a well-made film.

First of all, things are interesting when they are a)wholly original, b) exceptionally executed, or c) a combination of a and b. The Good Girl doesn't qualify on any of these accounts.

This was nothing more than a lame combination of American Beauty and an episode of Roseanne with a little (too much) Catcher in the Rye thrown in to, I assume, lend things a bit of literary cachet.

Why did the filmmakers choose to, if I may be allowed such a phrase, puss out, at some of the loaded moments showing the most potential for true drama? For example, when Aniston and Reilly go to church and she backs out because she sees someone she doesn't want to see. Why not take them into the church, stoned husband and all, then let her see him? Why set us up with the "poisoned" blackberries, the not give us a payoff.

Most importantly, why does the main character get essentially rewarded for, let's see, cheating on her husband with a younger man, fucking her husband's best friend, lying about her pregnancy, being a lousy friend, and finally attempting to kill, then succeeding (in a roundabout way) in killing her young lover, because she's over it? Why are we supposed to care about her? Because she's pretty? Please.

The filmmakers came up short in almost every regard. How is it that everyone is so similar in dress, demeanor and accent, and the lovely Ms. Aniston stands out like a supermodel at an Amish Thanksgiving? And if the answer is "because she's so different from them," then why would she stay?

Internal logic. Look it up.