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Let’s say you fall in love with Siri, but she breaks up with you. Can you go back to the Apple Store for a refund? (Asking for a friend.) With that burning question out of the way, let’s talk about “Her” (2013). The plot – a dude living in a digital-media-immersed Los Angeles falls in love with his uberSiri computer operating system – is so quirky it’s almost a distraction from all the questions it provokes. At its fascinating core, “Her” wants us to ponder the nature of love, specifically, and relationships, generally, in our Facebook age. I wonder what Siri thinks.

“American Hustle” (2013) was rolling up on the two-hour mark. I was getting fidgety. Forty-eight-year-old derrieres can only sit for so long. There seemed to be no payoff. The characters were interesting, but the story was bleak. Con-man films work best when there’s someone to root for. The only person I liked was Jeremy Renner’s corrupt New Jersey mayor, and his role was fourth-billed. (Truthfully, I was also rooting for the wardrobe director, who reminded me of my horny 1979 teens with Amy Adams’ spectacularly low-cut blouses.) But then, wow. Not the best movie of 2013, but worth the wait.

Based on the trailers I saw, “Trouble with the Curve” (2012) looked like it was pretty emotionally manipulative, so I kinda figured it would make me cry. I held it together until the big Mexican kid drops a 12-6 curve so pretty, it about makes a punk teenager crap his pants (maybe I watch too much baseball). It’s a good way to spend a lazy afternoon or evening, but it’s no “Moneyball.” In fact it’s the opposite of “Moneyball,” with good (grizzled old scouts and pert redheads) triumphing over evil (computer-savvy metrosexuals). Clint Eastwood and Amy Adams star as good.