Don't be offended. It's just a movie.This movie isn't out to offend. If you're offended by the content of the movie, then you've got your own problems to deal with. But already I'm digressing.
This movie is smart and darkly comic, with strong performances all around, most notably an openly bitchy and gold-digging Christina Ricci (note the cleavage), Martin Donovan and - surprise! - Lisa Kudrow, as a sort of anti-Phoebe.
Extremely well written and well acted, with a quirky sense of humor (there's voice-over narration courtesy of Ricci, but only sometimes). Ricci is dynamite. Her DeDee is something of an old soul; she only thinks she's wise beyond her years. She's sexually ahead of her age, that much is certain, carrying a baby who may or may not belong to her gay half-brother's boyfriend (he's now bi. Or straight. Or still gay.) or may or may not belong to her Bible-thumping boyfriend in Louisiana who's only got one nut. All we know is, Ricci's DeDee is getting more than Kudrow's Lucia.
Like I said, quirky.
It's Ricci's movie, though. She continues to pull out strong performances as a young woman that some veteran actors still can't do.A bad movie? This is the opposite of all that.