Note: this is not my attempt at using my blog to review films. But this blog is about truth, and Safety Not Guaranteed has truth overflowing from its indie pockets.
My wife and I do not get out to the movies much. It's expensive, and most of the time there's really nothing that interests us. Put it to you this way: the last film we saw in the theater was Avatar, because of all the hype: "If you're going to see Avatar, you gotta see it in the theater."
Safety Not Guaranteed is not that kind of movie. You don't need to see this on the big screen. But that's not an indictment; it's part of this movie's charm.
Because, in fact, this film is really big. It's got big heart; big, real emotions that are played out by a bunch of newcomers and fringe actors like Aubrey Plaza, Jake Johnson, Mark Duplass, and Karan Soni.
The film's main story revolves around a Seattle magazine editor (Johnson) who takes two interns (Plaza and Soni) on a road trip to track down the author of classified ad searching for "someone to go back in time with."
The idea of going back in time to fix the blunders of the past, on its surface, is a well-worn path in Hollywood. But time travel is so peripheral to this film. It's what these characters are able to do in the present -- address and resolve the issues they've created and dealt with in the past -- that makes the entire trip like going back in time.
And the ending, while subdued, is as stirring as watching ET say goodbye to Elliot.
Hope that makes sense. If not, sorry: Sensibility Not Guaranteed.
Just see this movie if you want to feel better than you did when you walked in.
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