Okay, it’s possible that I am the last person to see Juno, but I still want to write about it.
In my opinion, Juno isn’t really about Juno; it’s about Jennifer Garner and Jason Bateman’s characters, the adoptive parents. Juno herself doesn’t have much of an arc: she makes her big decision at the beginning of the movie, and her character doesn’t change too much through out the film. What changes, really is her, and our perspective of Mark (Bateman). ***Spoiler alert if you actually haven’t seen it.*** Mark starts off seeming very cool, but by the end you realize he’s just afraid to grow up.
At least that’s how I see it. Conservatives have embraced it as a pro-life film. While others argued that it glorified teen pregnancy (the so-called “Juno Effect”).
And that’s what set the light bulb off for me: when you create a piece of art, you can’t control how others are going to interpret it. Yes this is lit-, film-, art-studies 101, and I knew it intellectually. But the timing of seeing this movie and having my book come out in a few short weeks made it clear to me on a personal level.
My book is out there, and now it’s not just mine anymore.