Not that it take a lot to set fire to the factual underpinnings of your average Ashton Kutcher vehicle, but its sure funny when your concurrent law school studies bring the gasoline. To wit, I was flipping through HBO late last night, and caught the first 15 minutes of “What Happens in Vegas,” a predictable pile of crap staring Mr. Kutcher and Cameron Diaz. First, a brief plot synopsis: Morons go to Vegas, get drunk, get married, and win a big ol’ slot jackpot. Because they both want the cash, they get forced by a judge to stay married and go through counseling. This next part I’m speculating on, (but given the predictability of this drivel, I’m 100% sure I’m right) they then wind up finding that they though they’re unlikely pair, they complement each other, and wind up falling in love for real. (Sound of me barfing).
But here’s where trust and estates came to the rescue. Nevada is a community property state, meaning that assets acquired after the marriage are presumed to have joint ownership. Since the property retains the character of the locale in which it was acquired, even the tried plot device of them both being from New York wouldn’t matter. So rather than wading through another hour’s worth of contrived blather, if the plot had cleaved to the true nature of the law, they could have gotten a quickie divorce, split the loot, and gone about their merry way. Suck on that Hollywood! Knowledge of the law (and good taste) smash another one of your intellectually insulting piles of crap!
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I’ve heard that from a few people but most of the lawyers I know (albeit only a dozen or so) seem to like their jobs. I’m told there’s no mistaking the complete lack of excitement that gets sold on TV about being a lawyer. I didn’t think there was so that’s not a big deal. In any case…here goes nothin……