The R-rated, so NSFW trailer for Take Me Home Tonight doesn’t contain too much/any plot details — you’ll have to refer back to the safe-for-kids trailer released back in December to find out why Topher Grace is partying like a go-go ’80s Reaganaut. Instead, we get a lot of gleefully casually swears, a closer look at the Scarface-style drug use, bare breasts, and an extended sequence with a wheelchair-bound banker who makes a few rat-a-tat wheelchair jokes that definitely wouldn’t fly on broadcast TV. Am I the only one who, between this film and No Strings Attached, kind of enjoys the sudden resurgence of the beleaguered R-rated romantic comedy? And if not, hey, who doesn’t love f-bombs?