When Peter Bradshaw said that Juno is a film about scared teenagers talking like adults; while Young Adult is all about frightened thirty-somethings talking like teenagers, he was right.
Mavis Gray is a slovenly, mental, narcissistic and disturbingly unlikable heroine in this dark comedy about a failed ghost writer on the brink of a quasi mid-life crisis. A photograph of her high school sweetheart’s newborn baby arrives in the inbox one day and with that, she sets off for Mercury—in denial—inspired to rescue him from his boring life as a family man.
Embarrassment from her failed conquest follows. But Young Adult is not a film about home wreckers or desperate ex-prom queens… it is a humble tribute to pop music from the ’90s for anyone who loved it. Directed by Jason Reitman (Up in the Air) and written by Diablo Cody (Juno); this film is an absurd yet relevant tale about how sometimes when one is knee-deep in the most desperate of shits, the only thing to do is keep on going.