(as you claim)... how about you start by actually listening to people, respecting them, and interacting with them in a manner that would make THEM happy, rather than behaving like an insipid, childish, self-indulgent ninny with a chronic compulsive giggle and snark problem, who expects the whole world to behave like one gigantic amusement park, designed with one goal in mind: to entertain you?
Like several other reviewers of this movie, I signed up with IMDb just so that I could review this horrid movie. I'd like to warn away any potential viewers who have more than one brain cell intact.
This movie has nothing to say about real life, or about the real drama that each of us faces in going through life while balancing a desire for happiness with an awareness of and empathy for the challenges faced by each of us personally, and all of us globally. Aside from the insanely irritating main character and the more complex, profoundly flawed, and yet sadly sympathetic driving instructor, the rest of the characters are drawn with about as much depth as a cartoon sketch in the Sunday funnies.
The "love" story between Poppy and the social worker? Come on. The coo-coo "your eyes are so gorgeous" business on their first date made me want to puke. I guess I shouldn't have expected any more of a coherent conversation topic from Poppy, who had already been exposed as an air-headed idiot - but I thought at least her date, a social worker, would have been given something more scintillating to say as an opening gambit. (Then again, I would have thought that a social worker who comes to a school to visit a troubled little boy would have brought his own sheet of paper for the boy to draw on...)
I loathed this movie - absolutely loathed it. The only reason I watched this ghastly thing through to the end was that I hoped - in vain - that the eternally annoying, infantile, and selfish Poppy would eventually be confronted with someone or some situation that would cause her to reevaluate her approach to life, and then to go back and apologize to each person that she had irritated with her outrageously inane behavior.
Save yourself the two hours - this lame excuse of a movie isn't worth it.
Like several other reviewers of this movie, I signed up with IMDb just so that I could review this horrid movie. I'd like to warn away any potential viewers who have more than one brain cell intact.
This movie has nothing to say about real life, or about the real drama that each of us faces in going through life while balancing a desire for happiness with an awareness of and empathy for the challenges faced by each of us personally, and all of us globally. Aside from the insanely irritating main character and the more complex, profoundly flawed, and yet sadly sympathetic driving instructor, the rest of the characters are drawn with about as much depth as a cartoon sketch in the Sunday funnies.
The "love" story between Poppy and the social worker? Come on. The coo-coo "your eyes are so gorgeous" business on their first date made me want to puke. I guess I shouldn't have expected any more of a coherent conversation topic from Poppy, who had already been exposed as an air-headed idiot - but I thought at least her date, a social worker, would have been given something more scintillating to say as an opening gambit. (Then again, I would have thought that a social worker who comes to a school to visit a troubled little boy would have brought his own sheet of paper for the boy to draw on...)
I loathed this movie - absolutely loathed it. The only reason I watched this ghastly thing through to the end was that I hoped - in vain - that the eternally annoying, infantile, and selfish Poppy would eventually be confronted with someone or some situation that would cause her to reevaluate her approach to life, and then to go back and apologize to each person that she had irritated with her outrageously inane behavior.
Save yourself the two hours - this lame excuse of a movie isn't worth it.