I was seriously ready to leave after 30 minutes; but L and I decided to give it a bit more time, in hopes to witness the pumpkin turn into
“One of the brightest, funniest comedies of the year, whose smart script and direction are matched by assured performances”
(Rotten Tomatoes "consensus").
I’ll give you that, it improves a bit after a while (or did I simply become numb?), and we stayed until the end; but I can’t recall an actress whose delivery (pun not intended) made me cringe as much as Ellen Page. Maybe I am just getting old, and can’t take the too-cool-for-school mannerisms of teenagers anymore?