Battleship, eh. Rihanna, huh. See, here’s the thing. Movies like 2010′s Skyline make it hard for the common viewer (that would be me) to discern what is the genuine article, a bonafide piece of Hollywood entertainment, from an imposter. When the names Spielberg and Bay roll out with a familiar franchise like Transformers, one presumes there’s been some time, money, and effort are being put behind pesky chores like script, score, etc. But Battleship was too much of a middling effort for us common folk to be sure. “Huh, Battleship, eh. Well, it’s on my Subway cup. But it looks a lot like that Skyline thing-a-ma-jigger. Those boys sure ‘aint gonna’ dupe me twice,” says average man to his wallet (me channeling my inner Tom Anderson).