Chief among the film’s beauties is the simplicity of the setting itself.
Cinephiles in sync with the film’s politics may still blanch at how snugly their interests are courted.
More gag-friendly than idea-based, relying on the considerable charm of its leads to ground its supernatural conceit.
The real target of the film’s ire is New York envy itself, and the sad people who simply couldn’t stomach living anywhere else.
Quirky, quirky, quirky goes Rocket Science. Round, round, round roll my eyes.