The following headlines are the best AND worst thing that could have happened to Greta Gerwig’s wonderful directorial debut Lady Bird:

Yes, as of right now Lady Bird is the best-reviewed movie in Rotten Tomatoes history, an accomplishment so widely publicized it will certainly drive new audiences to the film while also setting the bar way too high. The it’s-good-but-not-that-good responses are inevitable. However, Gerwig, the longtime indie queen who also wrote Lady Bird and very loosely based it on her own life, is overjoyed to have a problem like this. As she told RT:

“This is completely amazing and so incredibly appreciated by the entire team that made Lady Bird. We put our heart and souls into this movie, and the last step of this deeply collaborative art form of filmmaking is giving the film to the audience and the film critics. That there has been such a warm reception is a dream come true. Thank you to everyone who has seen the film and has written about it so thoughtfully. We are all on cloud nine and using our tomato emoji more than we ever thought possible.”

We’ve kind of been here before, though. In fact, almost a year ago to the day critics were similarly raving about Kelly Fremon Craig’s directorial debut film The Edge of Seventeen (95% RT). The year before that they had nothing but praise for Marielle Heller’s debut film The Diary of a Teenage Girl (94% RT). Earlier this year, Gillian Robespierre’s Obvious Child follow-up Landline (74% RT) was also warmly received, albeit not quite as passionately as the others I mentioned.

Those films and Lady Bird have the following in common: 1) They’re semi-autobiographical coming-of-age stories; 2) They’re directed and written by women.

Thus, Seventeen, Diary, Landline and Lady Bird are proof of what happens when women are allowed to tell their stories on film. Not surprisingly, you get better movies which take familiar stories and tell them from a new and unique point of view, from Seventeen’s modern-day take on teenage selfishness to Diary’s 70s-set sexual awakening to Landline’s 90s-set tale of one family’s failure to communicate.

Sadly, though, there is one other thing the films all have in common: hardly anyone went to see them in theaters. Lady Bird seems poised to change that thanks to its newfound RT notoriety. It has already dwarfed the box office totals for Diary and Landline, will soon pass Edge of Seventeen, and it hasn’t even expanded nationwide yet.

It’s difficult to pinpoint exactly why Lady Bird is flourishing where its predecessors floundered (mostly because the reasons are varied), but the one unassailable fact is Lady Bird is crazy good. The hype is real; this is a nearly flawless film. As Letterboxd put it, “Although Lady Bird features many of the tropes familiar to American high school movies—prom, losing one’s virginity, best friend fights, wrong-side-of-the-tracks class comparisons—they’re handled in a fresh way, a deft balance between comedy and drama.”

Set in 2002, Lady Bird tells a deceptively simple story about (and this might seem like an oxymoron) a selfish millennial. Brooklyn’s Saoirse Ronan, who has already won a Gotham Award for her performance and now seems set to be a regular at all awards shows up to and including the Oscars, plays the titular Lady Bird, a 17-year-old high school senior who wants nothing more than to escape middle-class Sacramento to the cultural promise of any college on the East Coast, especially one in New York.

She bickers endlessly with her mother (Laurie Metcalf, delivering some of the best work of her career), lusts after all the wrong boys (most notably Manchester By the Sea’s Lucas Hedges as an adorable drama nerd), takes her one friendship for granted, routinely says and does some horrible things, views the beginnings of the Iraq War on TV with passive disinterest, doesn’t really subscribe to Catholic beliefs even though she attends a Catholic school, is unsympathetic toward the economic hardships endured by her family members, and just generally behaves like she’s the center of the universe.

So, basically, she’s a teenager.

Ronan plays the character’s inherently insufferable qualities perfectly. For example, her given name is actually Christine, but she insists on being called “Lady Bird” as a symbolic rejection of societal conventions whereby we simply accept the names given to us at birth. Yet when her best friend tries something similar she heavily discourages it because somebody else doing it with her somehow makes it seem less special.

There is also a fierceness and sardonic wit to Lady Bird which makes her an irresistible screen presence. You get the sense this deeply intelligent, but self-centered girl is going to have her ass kicked by college before rebounding and kicking its ass right back as she matures into a more well-rounded adult, one who will no doubt resemble Greta Gerwig herself in many ways.

Gerwig, Metcalf, and Ronan

So, watching the ups and downs of her final year of high school is a window into what she will eventually become. The same determination she exhibits in pursuit of her romantic dreams, for example, will undoubtedly be used someday in pursuit of higher goals.

Gerwig shoots all of this in an unobtrusive, yet refreshingly kinetic, Edgar Wright-esque style. Like Wright, she frequently finds laughs through ingeniously rapid editing, such as one particularly inspired bit involving Lady Bird and her friend nursing heartbreak by singing along to Dave Matthews Band or another sequence which hilariously cuts from Lady Bird looking at a cute boy’s yearbook photo to a simple close-up of a bathtub’s running water faucet, a visual callback to and signifier of what we had previously learned was Lady’s preferred method of masturbation.

If anything, Gerwig might lean into this style just a little too much. She marches the film forward at such a brisk pace she ends up leaving one subplot involving a mourning and possibly suicidal priest (played by Fences’ spectacular Stephen Henderson) at Ladybird’s school underexplored and unresolved to the point you wonder why it’s even there. The film dots the edges of Ladybird’s life with characters whose emotional anguish is noticed only by us since she’s usually too self-involved to look around, but ala Edge of Seventeen those side stories work best if Ladybird eventually becomes aware of them or matures enough to ask if something is wrong. The priest’s sudden absence is so inconsequential to her life, though, it feels entirely extraneous.

And there you go. There’s one reason Lady Bird probably doesn’t deserve its Rotten Tomatoes record. However, I have little interest in trying to tear the film down. Heck, there is nothing left to tear down.

Speaking as someone who was roughly Lady Bird’s age in 2002 and who was also a middle-class kid attending an upper class Catholic high school, there is so much Gerwig gets right about the time and place it almost made me feel uncomfortable. Seeing Lucas Hedges in his blue shirt, beige pant school uniform certainly felt like looking in a mirror.

But speaking as a male there’s also so much of Lady Bird which is foreign to my own experience. I can’t relate to this movie, particularly its nuanced treatment of the fraught mother-daughter relationship, the same way the predominantly female audience at my nearly sold-out screening last night could. That’s okay. I have been over-indulged by pop culture long enough. I can still respond to this film’s undeniable emotional honesty, wit and insightful depiction of a young girl’s journey toward learning how to truly mean and completely understand it when she tells her mom she loves her. Maybe you can too.

As Gerwig said, “We put our heart and souls into this movie, and the last step of this deeply collaborative art form of filmmaking is giving the film to the audience.” Marielle Heller, Kelly Fremon Craig and Gillian Robespierre’s uniformly exceptional films are still finding an audience through streaming. Please give Greta Gerwig’s film a chance while it’s still in theaters.

THE BOTTOM LINE

The hype is real; Lady Bird is a nearly flawless film.

ROTTEN TOMATOES CONSENSUS

Now it’s your turn. Let me know how wrong or right I am in the comments below.

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Posted by Kelly Konda

Grew up obsessing over movies and TV shows. Worked in a video store. Minored in film at college because my college didn't offer a film major. Worked in academia for a while. Have been freelance writing and running this blog since 2013.

4 Comments

  1. I hope she has a viable chance for Best Director this year. Kinda difficult with Spielberg, Nolan, Denis all cornering in

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    1. I agree. The chatter from the awards experts so far is Gerwig is in the running for director but is still kind of a longshot largely because Lady Bird is not the type of film the Academy has been recognizing lately for its directing. Best Picture, Actor, Writing….sure. But Best Director? Pish-posh. What, she didn’t shoot the entire film in one-shot or rely only on natural lighting in the asscrack of the planet or make a movie out of one giant chase scene in the desert or tell a life story across three different time periods with different actors in the lead for each stage or do a magical realist modern musical or film the majority of the movie in a single room….whatever other headline-grabbing impressive thing directors do these days. You mean, she just competently shot a simple narrative and actually directed her actors to transcendent performances? Well, anyone can do that [I say sarcastically, of course].

      The counterpoint is Kenneth Lonergan. Manchester By the Sea is not a flashy directorial effort from him, yet it’s a fantastic film and he got the nomination for it last year. Ditto for Spotlight’s Tom McCarthy, though there he at least had more of an ensemble to juggle. So, some smaller films can still break through, but this year is stacked with Spielberg, Nolan, Denis, Jordan Peele, del Toro, the Florida Project guy, Alexander Payne, the Call Me By Your Name guy, Patty Jenkins, Kathryn Bigelow, Aronofsky, Paul Thomas Anderson and maybe even Rian Johnson. I’d personally add James Mangold and Edgar Wright, but they apparently have no chance whatsoever.

      However, it’s all about momentum with these things, and Lady Bird has more momentum than any other awards contender right now. In the short time since I wrote this review, it’s been named Film and Best Actress of the Year by the New York Film Critics Association. Gerwig getting director or not will probably come down to how well the film keeps up its momentum once Call Me By Your Name, Shaper of Water and Paul Thomas Anderson’s film go wide.

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      1. Totally agree. Although P.T.Anderson and Spielberg are guaranteed nominations, and Bigelow seems to considering how much of an Academy favorite she is (and quite deserving too), I hope Grewig does make the cut. It is gonna tough between Payne and Jenkins though

      2. Frankly, it’s kind of exciting how many good options we have this year. There are so many chances for us to be disappointed because there are so many worthy candidates. That has to at least be kind of a good thing, right?

        Plus, there are at least three different women who could be nominated, although among the three Gerwig apparently has the best chance right now (at least according to Scott Feinberg at THR’s updated awards forecast). The things working against Bigelow: A. Detroit bombed; B. Detroit came out a long time ago this point; C. Detroit didn’t earn the type of reactions which proved to be self-sustaining and persistent to the point that people still talk about the movie in hushed tones the way they still do with Get Out or Dunkirk. Jenkins has to contend with Academy’s aversion to blockbusters and the fact that her film has some third act issues. Gerwig simply has to get people to recognize her work as a director and not merely as the writer of the film.

        PT Anderson might not be a lock. There is still a strict embargo on Phantom Thread. So, we don’t really know how good it is. His last film, Inherent Vice, only got screenplay and costume nominations, and even something like The Master was only nominated in the acting categories. So, the Academy likes Anderson, but he’s not a slamdunk. Plus, I’m getting deja vu here because literally this time last year the talk was of what might happen with Scorsese’s Silence as a Christmas surprise for Oscar voters and it ended up doing jack shit at not just the Oscars but almost all awards shows. The one sure thing for Phantom Thread, then, is Daniel Day Lewis because I can’t see his final performance going unrecognized.

        The Post is the one I’m more worried about. I’m sure it’s fantastic and timely as all get out, but it also feels like Spotlight all over again, a more pedigreed version of it which has a good chance to rake in the nominations and crowd out a lot of other movies. I might be singing a different tune once I actually see The Post, of course. Maybe it really is transcendent. But Spielgerg is a lock now for Director, and that’s one less spot for Gerwig.

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