Seriously, people don’t talk like this. Seriously.
So, I got Juno through Netflix this weekend and popped it in to watch this morning. Five minutes in I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to make it all the way through it (for those playing at home, that would be the moment “Honest to Blog” was uttered on the screen). 20 minutes in, I turned it off entirely.
It’s not that I have anything against hip dialogue, but there’s so much here that it’s distracting. And annoying. It goes from giving the movie the flavor of being young, to being tiring because it’s desperate to be young. I think there might be a good story in there somewhere, but its buried under way too many layers of pretentious, hipper-than-thou language.
So I think I’ll just go back to renting dvds of The West Wing.