I rarely see movies in the theater anymore. I don’t care how *wildly popular* it is–I’m not payin’ nearly $20 to sit in a theater with a bunch of strangers and watch a tired, painfully unoriginal film about all the wacky things that can happen during a booze-fueled Vegas bachelors’ weekend while the men field naggy phone calls from their shrill, shrewish womenfolk back home. No thanks.

But I’ve been looking forward to “Away We Go” for months. Without giving away any particulars that might incur the wrath of the movie production gods, let’s just say I might have a dear friend who used to work for the company that produced this movie, and (s)he might have sent me a copy of the script several months back when they were trying to come up with a decent title for the film to see if I might have a suggestion good enough to secure her/him the $100 Starbucks gift certificate that had been promised for the winning title.

I was thrilled for the task, even if it meant my victory would be anonymous. I came up with a handful of my best suggestions, to which my beloved pal might have replied, “Boring. Lame.  Did you mean this one as a joke? Jesus, I thought you were a writer.” The promise of a few months worth of free coffee can turn people ugly, I tells ya…

But no matter. I loved the script. I haven’t read many scripts since my miscalculated days in film school, but this one was just plain well-written–like a book with wonky page formatting. I mean, it was co-penned by Dave Eggers, so no surprise there. And when I found out “Away We Go” (a pretty dumb title, if you ask me, but I’m not bitter…) was playing in a theater near me, I gladly ante’d up the bucks to watch it on the big screen. Okay…well, my friend Thom ante’d up the bucks as a belated birthday gift, but I would’ve paid had he not been there…

Anyway, I’m not in the habit of turning movie-company-shill, nor do I want to give anything away (I’ve been known to be a bit of an unintentional spoiler), so I’ll just say this: GO SEE IT. If you’re anything like me and have been jonesin’ for a movie with a well-written script, a well-assigned cast, the perfect I’m-laughing-because-this-is-excrutiatingly-uncomfortable-and-spot-on-and-utterly-relatable humor, sweet without being cornball scenes about love and family, and a super duper soundtrack (well played, Alexi Murdoch…wait, does that count as a spoiler?), then you will love “Away We Go,” whether or not you agree with the chosen title…

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