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One of the only things to do over the holidays, besides shopping, is going to the movies.

Obviously.

I saw Juno:

Which was great. Had an awesome soundtrack, and I’m a fan of the The Kinks now as a result of watching this film. I’m also a big fan of Ellen Page now — so much so, that I will forgive her for being in that X-Men movie.

I have to admit, though, I was worried at the beginning after the first hamburger-phone conversation — not a fan of the deliberately overly trendy language — but it tapered off into pure enjoyment. I think I’m a new fan of Diablo Cody — which means I’ll be picking up some of her other written work — I don’t care is she was a stripper once, maybe.

Go see it.

Which was neither good nor bad. It was written and directed by Noah Baumbach, who also wrote some of The Life Aquatic and wrote and directed The Squid and the Whale (with Wes Anderson’s help, of course), both of which I liked a lot, so I figured I would like this one, too.

I realized in watching it though, that I’ve never experienced a movie in which I hated every single character in it — even the kids — but still didn’t despise the film itself. I mean it: I. Hated. Every. Character. I would never want to meet, or have a conversation with, let alone be RELATED to any of these people.

Also, the film bordered on pretentious, was very talky, and the screenplay must have been 600 pages long. There was so much excessive information about everyone and everything, it was sensory overload and I couldn’t even begin to digest any of the information until afterwards. But I guess it’s intended to get the audience so wrapped up in the emotion of everything that you don’t have time to think or judge or digest.

I know that I was so wrapped up in everything that I didn’t even see the only other two people in the theater — besides brother, mom, mike, and me — walk out at some point. They obviously hated the characters AND the movie.