High school. Whatever. But for some, high school was their best, shining moment; the time where they were everything to everyone and nothing could stand in their way. Like Mavis Gary, a former Queen Bee of her high school that moved to the big city and became a bestselling writer. Oh, so that sounds good to you? Me too. But for Mavis, her world is a revolving door of writing, drinking, passing out face-first on the bed, and regret. Her way out of this slump? Go find her high-school boyfriend and get him back, of course. I’m sure his wife and baby girl won’t be too much of an obstacle.
Jason Reitman has gotten a bit serious with the amazing Up In The Air, but with Young Adult he comes back to his quirky comedy-drama niche that made Thank You For Smoking and Juno so enjoyable. Speaking of Juno, screenwriter Diablo Cody is on her A game here; with Young Adult, I forgive her her Jennifer’s Body trespasses. Mostly because I am ZOMG excited to see how her work on The Evil Dead plays out, because her snarky ‘tude is a perfect fit for that film, but also because Young Adult itself is a whole lot of fun. Embarrassing fun. Uncomfortable fun. Hey-I-Did-That-Once-How’d-She-Know fun.
