Young Adult stars Charlize Theron, who is fairly gorgeous in this and fairly effective. The problem is it’s written by Diablo Cody, who did very well with her first movie, Juno, and has not done very much since then. I don’t know if she’s trying to reinvent the wheel of the cutesy. This is a story of a woman who’s life is falling apart who, when she gets a birth announcement from her old boyfriend, decides to go back and disrupt his life, deciding that they truly love each other. It’s got some good people in it, including Jill Eikenberry and Marybeth Hurt playing the respective mothers. Patrick Wilson plays the requisite hunk, but the movie really belongs to Patton Oswalt who plays the fat kid who everybody assumed was gay and in high school was the victim of a hate crime to the extent that he walks with a device, a crutch, and has a ruined sex life and clearly still pines over the adorable Charlize. It’s really his movie, if there’s any heart or soul in this movie. It’s just badly written and not a great idea. I mean, we’ve seen it before and we can’t figure out if she’s sort of a younger version of Glenn Close doing the crazy stalker thing or what. I mean the movie has no heart and no soul, except for Patton Oswalt. So, for him I’d give it three stars, for everybody else two, so I’ll give it two and a half.