Insomniac movie review

I watched "Me, You, and Everyone We Know" during a bout of insomnia last night. I hadn't even heard of the film before Netflix recommended it, though it apparently got a lot of press when it came out last year. (The closest movie theater is a half hour's drive, and we'd have to hire a babysitter, so we don't pay much attention to new releases. I totally heart Netflix.)

Many of the reviews, which I read after watching it, talk about how uplifting and affirmative the film is. Can I just say that, for much of the last half, I bawled my eyes out? Perhaps I just needed a good cry and a humanist movie in the middle of the night provided good cover. But there was something so unbearably moving to me about the way the film's unguarded, lonely characters ultimately and courageously forged connections with others, against the enormous odds of a world where consumerism and computers mediate so much of social life. Yeah, I guess I'd characterize that as affirming, but it also suggested, or reinforced, the idea that only odd, eccentric, off-the-grid types of people manage to hold on to their humanity in 21st-century society. And this makes me sad, even though I end up loving these quirky characters, because it offers no real hope for everyone else.

I was also moved by the acting, which was so refreshingly...I don't know, raw? I want to say unguarded again. Anyway, I give it a thumbs up.