Diary of A Teenage Girl – 6.5

“I had sex today,” announces 15-year-old Minnie in the opening scene, and that’s pretty much all that happens. When we learn that the sex was with her mother’s slacker boyfriend, a certain uneasiness, not to mention creepiness, sets in, but even then the ultimate explosion we see coming is rather muted. Kristen Wiig is wonderful as the San Francisco 1976 free-spirit mother, but she seems as emotionally detached – drunk or stoned? – as we the viewer remain. Minnie’s compulsion to share her experiences with her tape recorder is a stand-in for the author’s urge to write this book, if not the (also female) director’s desire to make this movie.