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Betty Blue

There can be beauty in tragedy, particularly when the key ingredient is the same in both —Marty Mapes (review...)

Betty arrives like a bolt from the Blue

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Michael Cera carries the burden of his familiar presence lightly enough to keep from wearing out his welcome. In Youth in Revolt, Cera (familiar from Juno and Superbad) again follows in his own footsteps, playing a baby-faced high-school kid who’s afraid he’ll die a virgin.

Obviously, we’ve been down this road before, but director Miguel Arteta (The Good Girl and Chuck & Buck) works hard to provide some fresh views, an effort that probably leads to the movie’s overly generous helping of eccentricity. It’s possible to argue that Youth in Revolt is too quirky by half, but it does offer some real laughs with Cera doing double duty as Nick Twisp and Francois Dillinger. Nick is a high-school student with limited social skills; Francois is Nick’s alter ego. A figment of Nick’s imagination, Francois encourages Nick to assert his independence.

Cera plays -- surprise -- a baby-faced high-school kid who’s afraid he’ll die a virgin
Cera plays — surprise — a baby-faced high-school kid who’s afraid he’ll die a virgin

What is it that motivates Nick to rebel in extreme fashion, practically burning down an entire Berkeley block? Nothing less than love — with some lust thrown in for good measure. When Nick’s divorced mother (Jean Smart) and her low-life boyfriend (Zach Galifianakis) drag him off to a trailer court for a vacation, Nick meets Sheeni (Portia Doubleday).

Suddenly, Nick’s life turns around. He finds a potential love interest, although a variety of obstacles clutter his path. Sheeni, a teen-age Francophile, has a preppy boyfriend (Jonathan B. Wright). Her parents (M. Emmet Walsh and Mary Kay Place) are born-again zealots.

The supporting cast proves more than equal to Arteta’s off-kilter approach. Fred Willard has a nice turn as a naive political activist, and Steve Buscemi shows up as Nick’s increasingly exasperated father. Adhir Kalyan does nice work as one of Nick’s horny pals, a bright kid who speaks fluent French. Ray Liotta tilts nasty as a cop who starts an affair with Nick’s mom and then tries to discipline Nick.

Arteta uses bouncy animated segments for scene-to-scene transitions, and keeps the movie moving. If the comic ideas don’t always play out in hilarious fashion, you at least get to see what Willard might look like if he happened to eat one too many psychedelic mushrooms. I don’t suppose I have to tell you that it’s not a pretty sight. It is, however, a funny one.