We love a good teenage sociopath, don't we folks?
MAJOR Aloha vibes from this one, but it's charming enough to be a worthwhile basic cable programmer to half-watch on the weekend. Always fun to see obscenely rich people live in the house from Gummo.
Definitely proves my thesis that most movies should be a miniseries, most miniseries' should be a series, and most series' should be movies. This only truly works if it's non-linear and six hours.
Picture an alternate reality where I'm a studio executive and Faris/Dayton pitch me this movie.
Them: Emma Stone is, like, hella gay.
Me: Here's 100 million dollars.
Them: We're not finished. It's shot in 16 mm, there's cotton candy colored neon lighting in like four scenes, all the bras are pointy, her beard husband is literally dressed like Fred from Scooby-Doo in one scene, and Alan Cumming plays her queer spirit guide.
Me: 200 MILLION DOLLARS