In my opinion, the entire point of cinema – good cinema – is, at its core, story telling. Lately, most films seem incapable of doing this without recycled plots, stereotypical characters, loud music, and explosions. This film is different.

We’re introduced to Don Johnston, Bill Murray’s character. He’s an aging womanizer who receives a letter one day that sends him on a quest looking for the mother of his son. We follow him on his road trip to visit five ex-girlfriends.

If this were a traditional Hollywood film, there would be less quiet, more meaningless conversation, and probably some monologue where Don finds clarity and decides to change his entire life. While I have nothing against that formula, don’t you think it’s been done enough?

I’ll admit, nothing “exciting” ever really happens. The average adult attention span is twenty minutes, so I understand how a lot of people get bored. But ultimately I like how the movie puts you right in Bill Murray’s shoes – you see the world through his eyes, and you only know what he discovers. When the credits roll, if you’ve paid enough attention, or cared about Don enough, you’ll probably have the same thoughts running through your head as he had running through his. That’s why it’s a great film.