Easy Like Sunday Morning

Or Tuesday night. Whatevs. Because that's when some friends and I headed out and saw Easy A, a teenage comedy starring the ever sexy, feisty and charismatic Emma Stone. I tell ya, if Donna Pinciotti ever had a cheeky little sister, this would be her.


However, upon watching this film, I was instantly grateful for three things;

1. Not growing up in American middle school.
2. Not having parents that over shared their sexual history.
3. Not being surrounded by social networking technology during those years.

I was 19years old when I first got signed up to MySpace. I am so hardcore.

But seriously, it's especially hard for me to comprehend just how difficult it would have been to be surrounded by that over exposure where gossip, regardless of how fleeting or grossly inaccurate, could spread to the masses before you even had a chance to say "OMFG, FML!!!1!"

Our leading lass Olive (played by the charming Stone) throws caution to the wind after being inspired by The Scarlett Letter, the novel her English class is studying. By telling a little white lie to remedy an awkward moment with her BFF Rhiannon, Olive quickly discovers the uncontrollable effects of spreading a rumour about losing your virginity - especially when it is in earshot of the world's most demonic Bible-basher.

Is that an oxymoron? Who cares. Olive quickly discovers she is in over her head as the her lie spirals out of control and lands onto the monitors of every iPhone and Blackberry Curve within a 50mile radius. By using her web cam as a real time confessional, Olive embraces the medium to deflect the damage against her and explain what really happened.

I'm not crazy about glossy, mainstream Hollywood flicks directed at teenagers but this one was fantastic. Besides its obvious timely nature of social network obsessions, parties, cliques, gossip, angst and self discovery woes, it had a lot of heart, humor and several tributes to classic 80's John Hughes movies.
'Nuff said.


RT, bitches!
xx

Easy Like Sunday Morning