It is none of those things. This is no Little Miss Sunshine. It's a smug attempt by a team of creative overachievers to appeal to under achievers by encouraging them to laugh at what lame scum everybody else is.
The plot that hinges this series of sketches together is, well, sketchy. A young couple expecting their first child decide to tour North America to find a place to settle. Everyone they meet is either a scumbag or has a 'profound effect' on them. Then it ends.
The segment that riled me the most was when they head to Madison to meet an old friend who is now a new age Women's Studies professor played by Maggie Gyllenhaal. She is of course completely insane - breast feeding other people's kids, spouting insane new age theories, banning strollers and fucking her layabout husband in front of her children.
This vile caricature is what every misogynist wants you to believe a Women's Studies lecturer is like.
Unsurprisingly this offensive mess was written by the heartbreaking waste of mediocre talent himself, Dave Eggers. There's nothing profound about a film in which every single frame the director has instructed the cinematographer to "make it profound".
Symbolism should never be administered using a crowbar.
Only the husband of millionaire anti-feminist Kate Winslet could come up with this shit.
