not me tearing up at the CGI sheep processing their grief

lots of men to get mad at in this but perhaps the most genius choice the movie makes is having its most evil character be the (director-cameo!!) lady pediatrician feigning sympathy

Juno reminds me of John Green novels, in that I can relate to all the characters and their witty dialogue when they're in their own quirky indie-verse, but if anyone talked like this in real life I wouldn't hesitate to punch them in the face.

edit from future Claire, 2024: it is nutso that I've been on Letterboxd for over a decade and this is still my most popular review by a country mile

the last 20 minutes where you don't know if she's gonna end up with Steve (good) or Baldwin (bad) are some of the most suspenseful minutes of cinema I've ever experienced