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I always knew Drew Barrymore could be this cool: her directorial debut is a simultaneously sweet and kickass story about one girl’s finding her bliss, a movie that works within Hollywood conventions of storytelling to handily demonstrate that just because a tale is familiar doesn’t mean it can’t be fresh and funny and edgy, too.
Now I get what everyone was bitching about last year with *Juno,* about how self-conscious screenwriter Diablo Cody’s dialogue was, how desperate it was to sound cool and hip even to the point of distraction.
When Bobcat Goldthwait writes and directs a feature film, we should probably expect something a little… different. And — *whew* — that’s what this pitch-black comedy offers.
It’s official: rock ’n’ roll has been tamed.
So, is this the fourth Harry Potter movie, or the fifth? It’s the sixth? Really, already? Ah, that’s the one where Harry goes to the magic school, which has yet another new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, right? And Harry fights the evil wizard?
Though he’s never so much as spoken to the poor girl before, nerd announces during his high-school valedictorian speech that he ‘loves’ the ‘hottest’ girl in school. In the real world, this would be called an act of passive-aggressive behavior by an antisocial creep…
Gruesomely agreeable twists on standard vampire motifs abound in this elegantly ambitious film…
The best thing that can be said about this gender-swapped trifle of a riff on *Freaky Friday* is that it’s entirely inoffensive…
I’ve always suspected that teen-boy fantasies like the execrable *Fired Up!* had to be based on the adolescent wet dreams of 40something Hollywood nerds…
Two just-under-feature-length documentaries about the face of modern addiction.
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