Over the break, I finally saw Juno. I say "finally" because if it had been up to me I would have been standing in line for tickets on the first day ten hours early. I really wanted to see it. And I am so glad I did. I loved it. Every bit of it. I have never had a favorite movie, so to speak. Nothing really stood out. The problem has been that I hadn't hit upon a good mix of my favorite genres. I needed comedy with depth, a clear story line, identifiable characters, a little romance, and a little drama. But Juno. Juno is my favorite. I laughed. The whole movie. So hard that Kenny gave me funny looks. But I also really liked the characters. There was depth. And I identified with Juno.
I guess I always felt like the oddball when I was pregnant. I was young. Not Juno young. But none of my friends were pregnant or anywhere considering near considering having children. I felt like a whale. I felt like everyone was staring at me, everywhere I went. Obviously, there were some differences between myself and Juno's character. You know, like the whole adoption thing....although some mornings after Jill has screamed about her clothing AGAIN, I seriously think I should reconsider my options. And it wasn't just the pregnancy thing. The refusal to admit her feelings. I do that. Until I explode. When she got mad about prom, oh my. That could have been me. Although, I would like to think I fit in a little better than she did.
Aside from the characters, I love the tone, the filming (I know there is a technical term for this, but I can't remember it and am too lazy to look it up.), the music. I want to see it again. Today. And I can't wait until it comes out on DVD.