Amongst all the talk of who wuz robbed of a Oscar nomination there were a few misguided rumblings about Charlize Theron not getting the recognition she (apparently) deserved for playing what is her most monstrous character since Aileen Wuornos. Don't get me wrong, she's quite good at playing one of the most unsympathetic movie characters in recent history but as she's such an unlikeable bitch, the rest of the film proves useless and somewhat meaningless because it has nothing to say.
Mavis Gary is a divorced novelist who lives off booze and junk food and watches Kourtney and Kim Take New York by choice. Things go out of whack when she discovers her high school sweetheart has just had a baby and is living a quietly content life with his missus while she battles writers block and jumps from man to man. Since Gary is basically Regina George 20 years after Mean Girls if she hadn't learned her lesson and been hit by that bus, she goes back home to regain her old love instead of sorting her life out.
I may not love the finished product as much as others, but I can't disagree with the fact that screenwriter Diablo Cody has honed in her wise-ass style of writing just enough to keep the bite while adding some deliciously dark nuances that are undoubtedly the highlight of her second collaboration with Jason Reitman. It's just all so sad and devoid of enough laughs (don't be fooled by the poster or trailer - this is downbeat) I couldn't bring myself to give a shit about what happened to anyone apart from the now-crippled high school loner who, like Gary, is also dealing with his teenage past. She's just such a sad and pathetic protagonist; I barely laughed and by the end, I felt completely cold and detached from what I just saw. A shame, but at least the film did provoke this
"I'm pretty amazed by Hello Kitty. I see so many women in their 30s walking around in Hello Kitty shit and nobody is concerned for them. It's the one iconic teenage symbol that seems okay for women in their 30s? The world seems to not have an issue with it."
She better watch her back when in Japan or around 26-year old bloggers who proudly keep a stuffed Hello Kitty toy at the foot of their bed. THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH HELLO KITTY!
*cradles toy, rocks back and forth in corner*