Woe is me. Why do I keep going to these movies? Between this, Lars and the Real Girl, Darjeeling Limited, and that infernal Little Miss Sunshine, my head is about to explode with the self conscious oh-so-cutesy faux misfit-ness of it all. Talk about a fantasyland of suspended maturation. Don’t get me wrong- Juno made me chuckle and smile, I tapped my feet a little with the soundtrack, and I was genuinely impressed by the young star’s performance. Overall, “eh.”