Teenage girl Nola and her father travel across the United States. They live in a van. No, not in the house on wheels, namely, in the converted van, where the rear seats were removed and the electric stove was installed. Clint (the girl's father) is interrupted by casual earnings. They eat in diners, sleep in a car, then in houses that the bank took from the owners for debts. Of course, they travel to the southern states, where there is no winter. So why did I start watching a movie about these people? Nolu is played by Sabrina Carpenter. And her father is Stephen Ogg, Trevor from GTA-5 (well, or Simon from The Walking Dead, who is closer).
I'm looking forward to rubbing my hands, thinking, "oh-ho-ho, it's going to be fun." And then Clint dies. I blink perplexingly, "What do you mean?" What? What? No, his death is already mentioned in the synopsis of the film, but I did not expect it to be so fast! Nola has a van in which the girl decides to drive to Albuquerque, where her mother lives.
Again, I had a bad feeling. Judge for yourself: a girl. Alone. Goes through several states. And good people are not that much, especially if there is no one around for many kilometers. The van breaks down. Towing and repairing costs money Nola doesn't have. She decides to work in the garage. The owner of the workshop plays Danny Trejo. Given the appearance and role of this man, I was very surprised that he is a simple hard worker, and not some gangster. Seriously, I expected him to offer Nola to pay in kind, but no, no.
Damn it, I'm so disappointed! I didn't expect it to be so boring. The Roadmuvi genre of everyday life is the first case in my practice. Characters appear, say a couple of phrases, and don’t show up anymore. Nola was sleeping in an ownerless house, some skaters broke in, threw a party. She went to her room and no one touched her. What was that about? Given the plot - the girl alone makes a long journey - you expect a lot of acute situations. They're gone! I'm glad Nola wasn't robbed or raped (especially considering who plays her), but without conflict, the film is simply bland. You know, I'm an onionist. I often make concessions to films, provided that I liked the main character. I can even pompously say that the existence of this movie justifies its presence. So, this is the case when the onionist does not make concessions. And even the girl he adores does not justify the existence of cinema.
It was strange and even somewhat embarrassing to read the praises. "Sabrina played unrealistically"? Here?! It feels like the site is in a parallel world, because Carpenter was walking around with one expression. Yes, she is present in almost every frame (*the euphemism mode is turned on* thank you, I admired *the euphemism mode is off*), but she has absolutely nothing to play. In any series of Riley Stories, Sabrina has more lines and acting than in this benefit. In fact, it was supposed to be a short film for a maximum of half an hour.