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I saw Juno the other night and it was cute. Then I got food poisoning. Not as cute. Fortunately, Juno's the kind of movie you enjoy more the more you think about it. I'm thinking about it right now and I am enjoying it like crazy, food poisoning and all.

You'll like Juno IF you enjoy the subtle and holy dramedic stylings of Michael Cera. OR if seeing Allison Janney makes you go, "Oh! I like her!" OR if watching J.K. Simmons makes you say, "Oh, he's good. I can't remember what all I've seen him in, but he's been in everything and he's always good." OR if you know you would, or think you might, appreciate Jason Bateman's WASPy charm, good looks (ageless!), and 80s comeback cred. OR if you don't particularly like Jennifer Garner because I really don't think much of her and she did not even ruin this movie for me. OR if you want to see pretty Ellen Page in the lead. I think she's in nearly every scene.

Let me clarify this. Even if you get food poisoning but you like at least one of the things mentioned above, you'll definitely think this movie is cute. At times, it's even more than cute. It's touching and thoughtful. If you have a soul, that is. It's like this year's Little Miss Sunshine, only way better. And with Michael Cera. Did I mention that?

While I was perched by the pot with the food poisoning I thought about how friggin' sweet Michael Cera was in Juno and the pain wasn't so bad. Basically, he got me through the icky illness. He saved my life. Beyond that, the kid is brilliant. It's otherworldy how in tune with everything he is. I've said it before, and I'll say it again. Tired of it? Then go read Gawker and be all hateful and stuff. I'm talking about L-O-V-I-N-G. I've also thought more about this age issue, which I think a lot about anyway, and I keep coming back to this: Michael Cera is not a minor anymore. So, technically, I could make out with him and it wouldn't be weird unless he's a little bit racist in real life because I'm from the other side of the tracks. (Sidebar: I just discovered that Michael Cera is half Sicilian. On his father's side. That's where Italian counts! I should know, I dated a Sicilian once. ONCE.) But, no—I seriously doubt Michael Cera is racist.

Still, if I had to choose between Michael Cera and Ryan Gosling—and one day I probably will have to choose—I would choose Ryan only because it would be a more age appropriate relationship. It wouldn't mean I love Michael Cera any less. In fact, I think I love them both equally. They both make me feel things deep inside of my heart and also a little bit lower than that. These feelings are based mostly on their looks and their talent. But I guess my friend Sarah Kelly sort of already called dibs on Michael Cera. Even though I started watching Arrested Development before she did, it was early last summer when Sarah Kelly made out with Michael Cera's picture, which was plastered on to the wall of a subway platform (see photo), and started calling herself Sarah Kelly Cera. And it was about a year ago that I started tossing around the name Kearsley-Gosling, just trying it on for size. Obviously, it fits. So, in all fairness to everyone involved, I should stick with Ryan, and Sarah, who is younger than me anyways, should stick with Michael. If things don't work out we might be able to trade. That happens all of the time in Hollywood. But, just to step back and play devil's advocate for a second, at the end of the day I don't think that a relationship between me and Michael Cera would necessarily be age inappropriate per se. Let me clarify this. Not only do I not really look my age, but I don't even really act my age. So for all intents and purposes, we're in the same age bracket. Ryan Gosling probably knows a lot more about sex though.

In conclusion, I liked Juno and I recommend it. Cera is brills, as uge. Here goes the trailer: