The other day I took my recently-turned 12 year old sister to the movies for her birhtday. She wanted to see Post Grad, and although I'd rather watch Star Trek, again, it was her birthday - her choice. Now it is time for my very own review.
First of all. Cute, snappy title. Unfortunately it names the group of people most likely to be offended or groaning during the movie, rather than it's target audience. I am 1 year younger than the main character, Ryden Malby, and was the only one of that demographic chilling in the theatre.
Secondly. Cast of wonderful actors with nothing to do. The credits read like something that should be funny, but the film was lack lustre to say the very least. There were funny parts - after Ryden accidently breaks a casket the family straps it up on their roof and drives home, running into a group of latino gangsters who pour their liquor out on the road in a sign respect - this made me laugh - then die a little because no one else was laughing and that was definitely the funniest part.
Finally, and this is big, the ending was a groan-worthy affair. SPOILER ALERT - bahaha, like you don't know how these movies always end. Ryden chooses the boy OVER her career. The job she's spent the whole film moaning about and lusting after is conviently and quickly forgotten. Am I really supposed to believe she dropped it, and geographical closeness to her family, for a boy who plays droopy, sad guitar chords? Nahh. Besides that, what is this teaching the young girls, like my sister, who actually wanted to see this movie? I'll tell you what it's teaching them - Career is important, but not as important as being some manboy's special girl. You know what Rory Gilmore -- I mean Ryden Malby --- Shame!! Although I always forgive you because you look identical to one of my favouritest cousins... but still!!!
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