The good people at Illumination Entertainment have gone and done the impossible. They have made grown men - the kind that strut around with their personal Amazonian rainforests flourishing on their chests, and have grown up on a staple celluloid diet that features "Bad-Ass Explosions", and "Villian-Juggling Heroes" on its menu - root for creatures that elicit responses like "cho chweet" from little, pink-crazied girls, and ahem, some women too.
For the ones who are still rubbing two stones together to make fire, or worse, are still using Orkut, we are talking about Minions. They....