Perhaps the only worthwhile criticism of my criticism of Juno was that I hadn't seen it and therefore could not have an accurate and valid take on it. I disagreed, but, for the sake of argument, I saw it last night (not on my own dime, mind you). The verdict: yup, sucky.

"Honest to blog"? "Phuket, Thailand"? "I am for shizz up the spout"? "It makes his junk smell like pie"? (And I could go on like this!) It's not that people don't talk this way, it's that people who do are fucking annoying, as is sitting through hours of a movie whose main offerings are esoteric pop culture references and odd names for ordinary things ("pee stick" instead of "pregnancy test"). And the deus ex machina of Juno leaving the abortion clinic because it was a possibility the fetus had developed fingernails? It's just as irritating as it sounds.

To be sure, the movie was not without its moments, but neither was The Heartbreak Kid, and people had aneurysms when I said that "wasn't awful." So why were they so quick to herald Juno?

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