A couple weekends ago I watched Little Miss Sunshine, starring nobody in particular, typical of an indie film. The entire movie can be summed up in one word. EMO. For those of you unfamiliar with emos, here's the definition from urban dictionary:
Genre of softcore punk music that integrates unenthusiastic melodramatic 17 year olds who don't smile, high pitched overwrought lyrics and inaudible guitar rifts with tight wool sweaters, tighter jeans, itchy scarfs (even in the summer), ripped chucks with favorite bands signature, black square rimmed glasses, and ebony greasy unwashed hair that is required to cover at least 3/5ths of the face at an angle.
And since a picture is worth a thousand words, I'll have Nemo describe the movie:
I have nothing against emos, but I thought the movie was mediocre at best. My roommate recommended the movie to me, saying that it was one of those "feel good movies." But after watching the movie, I didn't feel good at all. It didn't leave that warm feeling that you get after watching a chick flick; instead, it left a rather bitter feeling of hatred towards society and all of mankind in general.
Apparently, the movie received good ratings from the critics, but I thought it was a very pointless and slow moving movie. The movie is about a dysfunctional family in America, where every member of the family has one type of mental disorder or another. The father is a motivational program salesman that can't accept being a loser, despite the fact that he, himself, is a loser. The son is the epitome of emo: he is under a vow of silence until he is accepted into the air force. The daughter is under an illusion of grandeur, believing that she will grow up to be a beauty queen. The uncle is a suicidal homosexual. The mother is slightly neurotic, and the grandfather is a perverted drug addict. Nice cast of characters eh?
The whole story is just a big run around, as the family drives from Albuquerque to Redondo Beach. The little girl doesn't win the Little Miss Sunshine pageant, the grandfather dies, and the emo boy finds out he's color blind so he won't be able to join the air force. Sorry for ruining the movie, but you could see it coming from a mile away. The moral of the story is that it's OK to be a loser, and that society's rules suck. I found this movie completely pointless, and hardly entertaining; I'm mildly surprised that people would enjoy this movie, but I suppose it is somewhat unique. The fact that they made a movie about such a mundane subject in itself is unique, but I personally found the movie to be a terrible bore.