Jonah Hill and Emma Stone do a respectable job of not stepping own their own - and each other's - dramatic dicks and I was, if not transported, entertained.
Owen, is the perfect onomonapoetic name btw - no hint of plosive assertion - with both name and character feeling a bit like eating warm oatmeal.
Blah blah blah.
Esp. liked the part about multiple layers of reality with a little psycho-babble thrown in for good measure...
Meanwhile, here are some pics from the trip...
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