13 Going On 30
I enjoyed this movie way more than I expected. It’s one of those odd movies for me – it does so many things I normally hate, for example the big cast dance-together scene, and I don’t know why, but just this once, I loved it.
For a while I feared a basic Big rehash with a girl instead, and then I couldn’t entirely adjust to the way it’s done here – rather than getting older within her own time period, the central character here really just travels through time and gets amnesia, starting in the 80s and finding herself in 2004. It works, though – the shock of all things modern adds a little more interest to the usual “OMG I have boobs,” bits of humour.
Jennifer Garner is brilliant – way better than I expected – and Mark Ruffalo is heartbreaking as the guy who lost a great friend to the world of popularity. Excellent support is provided by Andy Serkis as Garner’s boss, and the young version of Garner is more like a visual effect: either she’s completely convincing as the young Garner, or (I guess more likely), Garner is completely convincing as the older her. Even better young-version-casting than A Home at the End of the World.
One I’ll revisit over and over.