Who cares whether there are explosions! I would have thought you'd get it. Stupid, improbable shit happens to you all the time, doesn't it? So why do you want to watch anyone doing that themselves?

[He gestures angrily at the screen, where Will Smith and Eva Mendes are on some sort of date where they're racing each other with jetpacks.]

Look. See? Neither of them believes in red romance but serendipity brought them together. Their problems are so small and stupid, you know they'll get together in the end, I get that. They're just some unrealistically good looking assholes doing what assholes do and having unrealistically uncomplicated lives except for this great fucking romance. That's the good thing about it, that's why it's good. How is this hard?