So I initially wanted to half-dismiss it as a scattered good 45 minutes in search of the other hour or so of a really good movie.

And then it struck me, but (ironically enough) I can’t put it in words. I think that this is the movie that a certain contingent of Napoleon Dynamite fans really want that movie to be for their friends who just don’t get it.

And it doesn’t have any llamas or time machines.

Really, I enjoyed it, if for nothing else than a total subversion of the romance or underdog cliche plotlines.

Well, except that Mr. Blitz needs to work a bit on his training montage – it’s really a bit tough to see evidence of the continuous improvement, or really any at all.

Which you might argue is the whole point entirely.