Somehow a family member snagged a bootleg copy of Juno over the weekend. I'd already seen it in the theater, but you couldn't pay me to pass up seeing it again. Especially from the comfort of my own living room. Oh, and dear Federal Bureau of Investigation, I do solemnly swear that I have NO IDEA where said bootlegged copy came from. Swear. I'm not kidding.
Oh my God I love this movie. Seriously.
Ellen Page and Michael Cera are fantastic. I am in absolute love with them. And I've never heard so many excellent one-liners. The movie is hilarious and touching and completely worth the possibility of going to prison for watching a stolen copy.
Of course, because I'm a girl, my favorite part of the film, other than the use of the words "pork swords" to describe male genitalia, is the relationship between Juno and Paulie Bleeker. It's so genuine. She refers to him as the cheese to her macaroni, for crying out loud.
Who doesn't understand that feeling?
Juno's dad tells her the best thing she can do is find someone who loves her for exactly who she is.
"Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person will still think the sun shines out your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with," he tells her.
Bleeker and Juno, at just 16, of course, have such a blatantly honest relationship. It's cringe-worthy at moments, but endearing.
"I think I'm, like, in love with you," she tells him. "'Cause you're, like, the coolest person I've ever met. And you don't even have to try, you know?"
I love that. Anyone can fall for the washed-up, "I can see my soul in your eyes, I want to spend my life with you" crap, but what we really want to be is the cheese in someone's macaroni. The coolest person they know.
Or that's just me.
And Bleeker's response to her declaration is best:
"I try really hard, actually."