This was a super-cute movie. OK, not so much super-cute, mostly it was kind of depressing and I kept watching it wondering if this would be my life if I hadn’t met my awesome boyfriend, because a lot of it was kind of too scarily close for comfort. But that’s what I love about these art-housey type films. Some of them are kind of pretentious, but this one was just really real. A little slow moving at times, but hey, so is life, and it’s not like you have anything better to do. Except for maybe writing your own novel, but after seeing this movie your own novel may not seem so important after all… (aaaw!)
Mavis is a young adult author, ah, kind of, she’s actually a ‘ghost writer’, which if you ask Kate William (who wrote the Sweet Valley High books) is kind of the same thing. Basically the premise is – Mavis forgot to grow up. She was so caught up in writing for teens and living like a teenager herself that she gets to 37 and she’s still getting wasted and acting like a child.
Let’s get one thing straight y’all (y’all? Man, I’ve so been watching too much Nashville) I do not judge about how you want to live your life. If you want to go out partying throughout middle age and not get married and not have kids and just do you then power to you! But Mavis doesn’t seem real happy about her choices and so she ends up going back to her crappy little hometown, convinced she’s meant to be with her ex-flame who’s wife just popped one out and who also just happens to be… Esme?! Needless to say – chaos ensues!
I really liked this movie. It was quirky, sad and awkward, but it was also witty and it had a soft edge. It’s about letting the past go, and growing up, if you want to.