Then he steps to the side and suddenly you can see why he might not want anyone peeking inside. One can only imagine what any girls of his acquaintance must think.
' and kick it, and they'll get really freaked out. " Cera, 22, admires his kickable car for a moment, arms folded, blocking any view of its interior. A suitcase sits plopped on the passenger seat, sprung open, clothes mashed in and overflowing. It's overstuffed with winter clothes, books, big blankets, CDs, DVDs, random pieces of fabric, wadded-up pieces of paper, a keyboard, batteries, various geologic-like strata of detritus and crud.
* Now look at Michael Cera's car, parked in the Silver Lake district of L. Again, he's playing quirky and sincere, but this time around he broadens his trademarks to include selfishness, solipsism, snideness and a good many action moves.
The movie is perfect summertime fare, and Cera's flawless performance should catapult him right into the world of Ferraris and Bentleys.
She was on screen for only about two minutes, but she was mesmerizing and memorable. The documentary parts are actual documentary; not scripted.
She played Jodi, the stoner girlfriend of one of the guys—yet there was nothing typically “girlfriendish” about her. What’s scripted is the burgeoning relationship between her and the character Michael Cera (played by the film actor Michael Cera).