Several friends have recently accused me and the bbf of being cynical. Cynical because we both hated the movies Little Miss Sunshine and Juno. I would like to point out that just because I rolled my eyes throughout Juno, that doesn’t mean those same eyes didn’t tear up when I read about Diablo Cody’s stripper friends watching the Oscars:
They burst into tears when they heard Cody’s name. “She proves that if you follow your dreams, anything can come true,” gushed Charlotte, a busty brunette. The girls have even made a plaque for Cody that reads in part: “Dedicated to Diablo Cody, who has taken our calling to new levels.”
Would a cynical person be so moved by the image of some pole dancers being inspired by a lousy screenwriter? No. And for the record, Darren and I don’t hate everything. We both enjoyed the animated penguin film Surf’s Up.
I thought Juno was silly, too hip and trying too hard. I still thought it was cute. I just don’t give a shit.
My theory is that everyone has at least on art/media outlet that they are very easy on and movies are that for me. Theatre, dance and sometimes music I hate everything. But I will happily watch Super Nanny. I would probably even watch The Nanny Diaries given half a chance. Plus that scrawny blond boy from Juno and Superbad is cute. Bless his heart he will never get cast in any other kind of role but………
you need new friends who can fully appreciate the true depths to which cynicism can really run. hating on a movie is nothing compared to hating on all of humanity.
Hating on humanity is sooooooooooooo 1996.
See! I could be in Juno