I really just did not like this movie. It wasn't just Michael Cera either who I just can't seem to buy in any romantic lead. While he has grown on the rest of the movie going populace like a mold (albeit a rather harmless one) I just can't seem to enjoy his work. What's his appeal? His ineptness? His avian quality? I do think he would be great for a remake of Harold and Maude. Except instead of Harold, he would play Maude. Seriously, for most of any movie he's in I half expect him to pull out a shawl and put it on. He looks like he can constantly feel a draft.
My real issue with the movie was its self awareness. I don't want movies to know they are movies. In comedies, I don't want the characters in on the joke. With the endless comic and video game references, Scott Pilgrim really narrowed its target audience. I suppose I just fall outside of that target. For instance, some might delight over a climax in which bony bird boy Michael Cera uses fake karate moves to fight the short swarthy charm of Jason Schwartzman (whom I actually do like, just not here) but to me it just seems ridiculous and unwatchable. Probably because I get the feeling that in reality I could fight both of them at the same time and come out the victor. Everyone else that I saw it with, really enjoyed it. I, however, laughed exactly once. I'm sure it will be a movie that people watch for a long time to pine for the times we're currently in but I couldn't find anything to enjoy at all.
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