How's that for a convenient title? No need to fret over the fates of Don Roos's seven flighty Angelenos thrown into the movie's emo Cuisinart; everything will turn out peachy in that cloying Sundance way by which quirk and crinkly-eyed tears connote easy, unearned wisdom. Still, keeping track of all the characters' stylish problems (baby envy, relationship envy, lead-singer-in-a-terrible-band envy, etc.) is preferable to Roos's annoyingly solicitous onscreen texts (e.g., "Charley is gay now. Who isn't these days?"), consistently barging in and informing us on how to feel.
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