Well Worth the Price of Admission*

I really wanted to like Juno, having been a semi-obsessive fan of Diablo Cody's since her days at the old Pussyranch (the name of her previous blog) but I just couldn't get into it - though I felt like I was in an alternate universe as I sat idly in the darkened theatre watching the agonizing progression of the film, awkward dialogue and all, as my seatmates chuckled in unison at the glowing screen. Was I the only one not enjoying this?

Gawker's Emily Gould sums it up far better than I could ever hope to at this late hour, so I'll leave you with her review.

*I take comfort in the fact that I didn't actually have to pay to see the movie - I had passes to the screening two nights ago.