Review of Young Adult
A movie with
a slutty Charlize Theron and Patton Oswald playing a fat geek? Where do I sign?
I liked this
movie before it even came out. A delusional young adult trying to continue
living her college years well into her thirties? Throw in the dilemma of when
to divulge her actual age to her new friends and it’s basically Dustin circa 2005-2008.
A smokin hot
author of Young Adult fiction (Theron) learns that her high school sweetheart
just had a baby so she goes back home to save him from this lifestyle that he
must obviously hate. Because she would. And why wouldn’t everybody think like
her? Real people didn’t have kids. Only losers who gave up on the life that
they couldn’t have because they weren’t smokin hot enough had kids. And now
we’ve moved on to the current Dustin years.
Things don’t
end the way she’d hoped. The movie drops a few clues in our lap that she might
not be rowing with both oars if you know what I mean. But she also defends some
random guy’s sexuality when given the opportunity. And when she completely
breaks down, you think she’s coming to terms that maybe she has been stuck
living in this Young Adult bubble. But then some bland girl from high school
reminds her how smokin hot she is and how that makes her better than everyone
else. And she’s back. Just when you thought she was having her first
self-reflective breakthrough, she was pulled back into the TV.
I’m not sure
if the movie had a moral in mind, but if the takeaway was supposed to help us
understand that pretty people are immature well beyond their years because
bland people occasionally look up to them, then kudos. Was she pulling her hair
out because she was coddled? Or does she feel the need to be coddled because
she’s not well. Good questions. Well presented, Diablo. Next time, do it
without the jump cuts of her plugging in her laptop. 6.5 bugs (out of 10)
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