Brian Gibson loves to buy DVDs. Come with him on his weekly journey into the depths of credit card debt as he tells you what to buy, rent and avoid.

When you dive head first into the world of Blu-ray, as I have, you come to realize very quickly that the extra dollar isn’t always worth it. And these two releases are here to prove that theory.

Need a date movie? A popcorn flick? A thriller? We’ve got you covered — and we’ve got you in and out faster than you can say “Hey, those Film School Rejects really know what they are talkin’ about…”

It was DEFINITELY not such a good weekend at the theaters for George Clooney — or for any of the movies at the box office, really. The only movie that really held up its own was 21. That was the surprise Number One movie at the box office for the second weekend in a row.

Continuing his quest to become the Cary Grant of his time, George Clooney directs and stars in a quaint throwback to the screwball comedies of the golden age of cinema, the aptly named Leatherheads.

Neil and Kevin serve witty banter over a discussion of love and football for Leatherheads, take a trip to Nim’s Island, freak out over evil weeds in The Ruins (while drooling over Laura Ramsey and her fabulous breasts) and wonder whose bright idea it was to put Mick Jagger’s wrinkly mug on an IMAX screen.

This week, you can say the Reject Report is in Ruins. We have a movie called The Ruins, and we have a film about the National Football League called Leatherheads set in an era when it looked like the whole league was going to end up in ruins, and on and on.

Leatherheads chronicles the early days of the NFL. Most importantly, it takes place in the midst of prohibition. But you don’t need to worry about prohibition now. Even if it’s illegal for the characters in the movie to drink, that doesn’t mean that you can’t.

Set at the dawn of pro football in the 1920s, Leatherheads is a spirited affair that isn’t quite a football movie, but more of a romantic comedy that uses football as a backdrop. But with a solid cast and a little flair, it just might be worth a ticket.

George Clooney has had some luck with cheeky romantic comedies — but can it work when it is set against the backdrop of pro football in the 1920s?