I first heard about Jason Reitman’s quirkily bighearted film Juno from an unlikely source: Rush Limbaugh. The maven of right-wing talk radio had seen an advance screening, and he gushed about the movie’s prolife message. Rush’s recommendation was almost enough to scare me off, but I went anyway—and I’m glad I did. Reitman’s movie is the most charming surprise of the past year in cinema.
Juno opens with a comic-book...
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