Ultra-hip upper middle class comedian has one night stand with good guy, aborts baby, then starts seeing him. The first world's privilege of convenience.illustrated with neglect of its absurdity. Sometimes funny, but mostly not, with tawdry potty humour at its center. 40/100 - Bad.
Points for Jenny Slate, who had some great moments. Though admittedly she teeters on irritating by playing the obnoxiously hip Donna, who overreacts and overthinks every minute detail of her irresponsible life - except for an abortion? Robespierre herself must be naive, or part of this crowd of meanderers. It looked pretty, and had a restrained style, with a good pace. But it wasn't enough to save it as a whole.
What the post-Knocked Up, post-Juno unwanted pregnancy comedy needed was fearlessness and a woman's touch. Obvious Child, which goes for the big taboo "A-word", has details no man would think to include, and is all the better for it. That having been said, it feels like it leaves a lot of avenues unexplored. Plus side: the Brooklyn comedy bar is just as funny as it would be in real life, and Jenny Slate is ace.
A strong script by Gillian Robespierre and an affecting turn by Jenny Slate are reasons enough to experience this wee gem. The character of Donna Stern is an authentic creation that well captures the generational ennui of modern western womanhood in both its strengths and neurosis. Slate is wonderful here exhibiting as much pathos as comedic sense in this warm portrayal well deserving of its year end accolades.
Jenny Slate is an absolute revelation in this very beautiful, hilarious and brutally honest film about life, the relationships we have with people, and the choices we make. This is a fine example of adult filmmaking.