A hundred thousand lemmings can't be wrong.

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I just got back from seeing Little Miss Sunshine and what an excellent movie it is! I don't really have much to say, but I felt the need to write a review because I really want people to go and see this gem. Greg Kinnear, Toni Collette, and Steve Carell star as members of a dysfunctional family who decide to take a road trip to make the dreams of Olive, an eight-year-old who wants to be a beauty pageant winner, come as close to true as they can. Every character is wonderfully, beautifully flawed, and every actor showcases those flaws to perfection. Wacky things happen, though nothing is quite so far-fetched to be unbelievable. Most interesting of all, possibly, is the transformation the audience undergoes, particularly with regards to Greg Kinnear's character, who appears at first to be unsympathetic but slowly sheds his cocoon of distaste as the movie progresses. I had a smile on my face for most of this movie, except a few moments of drama to give our facial muscles a break (what's the number? Thirty-two muscles to smile or something like that?), and I left the movie with, as cheesy as this sounds, a warm, fuzzy feeling inside me. I wouldn't call it inspiring, nor even uplifting, but in a movie with so many downers -- shattered dreams, failed suicidals, drug-addicted grandfathers -- Little Miss Sunshine has something peculiarly 'up' about it.

Go see it. Now. I'm serious. Pretend you're a lemming, and I'm the lemming chief. Follow me to the theater. Come.