I’m disappointed. Little Miss Sunshine was just awarded the Best Original Screenplay trophy by the Writers Guild of America. By the WRITERS, no less! I could understand if it came from the Academy (case in point: Crash won last year), but from THE WRITERS? You’d think writers of all people might have picked up on the movie’s horrible, er, writing. Remember when Steve Carell bumped into his ex-student in a gas station in the middle of nowhere? BAD WRITING. Remember how much Toni Collette invested into getting her daughter to a pageant on the other side of the country, yet had never bothered to find out what her routine was? BAD WRITING. It’s not just the film’s implausible moments that irritated me – it’s the overall indie-by-numbers process of throwing together a cast of the quirkiest (Grandad takes drugs!), most dysfunctional (son doesn’t speak!), unsympathetic (Dad writes self-help books, but look at his own family!) misfits, sitting back smugly and watching the critics, Sundance, and the Academy go ga-ga for it. Best Original Screenplay? Most Clichéd more like.
– Steven Corfe