JUNO (Jason Reitman, 2007)

Juno, a slight sentimental contemporary farce, confirms what Thank You for Smoking (2006) crudely announced: Jason Reitman, son of Ivan, is bereft of filmmaking ability. The fellow seems to spend more time with his actors than with devising meaningful mise-en-scène.      The film opens on the chair—yes, chair—on which a couple of teenagers have had sex. […]