Tuesday, July 18, 2006
It’s been a pretty mediocre summer. The “big hits” have almost uniformly failed to deliver, and more and more the only place you’ll find movies that deliver what they promise are in documentaries. Even typing that out makes me sound like a snob—I love a big-ticket thrill ride as much as the next schlub, but these days all we’re getting are bloated fanwanks in desperate need of creative control. Little Miss Sunshine comes in late enough in the summer to act as a tonic to all those pirates and supermen. At least, that’s the promise.