Amanda Seyfried is a world-class crier, Channing Tatum has a magnificent body, and everyone has seen The Notebook. And yet I have mixed feelings about Dear John, the upcoming adaptation of the Nicholas Sparks book of the same name:

I just can’t get excited about this, and I like a good cry. Is this moistening your hankies, PopWatchers, or are you writing “no thanks” to Dear John?