Let me start off by saying this: in every interview I’ve read or seen with Brooklyn Decker, she seems like a perfectly nice, down-to-earth woman. And I could never deny that she’s hot as balls. No one can.

But you know what is threatening to make those points moot? The fact that I’ve had to watch her tits bounce around in slow motion on 95% of websites that I’ve visited in the past two weeks, as part of the trailer for “Just Go With It.”

It’s like, OK, OK, WE GET IT. Brooklyn Decker has amazing breasts. They’re perfect in every way. Message received. And seeing them once, maybe twice, is lovely for everyone. But having to watch her walk down the beach in slow-motion in the same five-second clip, over and over, and then having to watch Adam Sandler’s stupid mouth agape is making me want to track both of them down and slap them, respectively, in the tits and in the face.

In fact, the whole marketing campaign for this movie is an incredibly lame and offensive way of pushing a shitty rom-com to men as well as women. The tagline for the movie, for the love of God, is “tell your girlfriend it’s a romantic comedy” — as in, lie to your girlfriend about the fact that you just want to go stare at Decker onscreen for two hours, and she’ll still think you’ve done something nice for her!

I don’t want to have to hate on Decker’s boobs, or anyone’s boobs, for that matter. But please, can we put them away for a little while, Adam Sandler (who also served as a producer)? Maybe focus on something else about the movie? Does it have any other redeeming qualities? Plot? Humor? Artistic direction? Anything at all…