The children in your life would do well to watch this.
Really, I think I'm just a Fred Varley girl.
If your goal is to enjoy Adam Scott's face for two hours, this movie is for you. If it is not, skip this.
The trailer for this movie dramatically oversells the film.
I have no idea who the target audience for this film is.
Bitches be crazy, amirite?
I want to post the hell out of the trailer to this the next time one of those insipid breast cancer awareness memes comes around Facebook.
Infatuated tweens and Bill Compton are probably the only people who can enjoy the mucky melodrama in this one.
This is not the Beatles film you're looking for (nor is it supposed to be).
Good for the art school crowd, not necessarily accessible for anyone else.