Movie #251 Juno
(2007, US, d. Jason Reitman)
Juno is a film that gets ways too much street cred than what it deserves. Sure, we have some well-written and like-able lead characters in a sticky situation that’s not too far from reality. And sure, we have great actors playing them. Sure, the film is visually a treat, with unique indie-tones that have inspired a range of films after it. However, the biggest problem I have with it is what people love with it: the writing. Though I think Diablo Cody is wonderfully talented, Juno does her no justice. Every line is an undeserved punchline, every sentence overly written, and every thought layered with some new lingo. For me that doesn’t qualify as good writing. It’s actually quite easy. But that said, Juno is still a funny film and one that deserved most of the accolades it received. What should be noted though is that the film started off an “indie-revolution” all on its own. The music, the lingo, the clothing, and lifestyle were all cultural keystones that independent films drew upon for years, even until this day.