Directed by: Richard Ayoade
94 minutes

East Coast Premiere

Oliver Tate’s Synopsis:

I have been waiting too long for the film of my life. My name is Oliver Tate. This film will capture my particular idiosyncrasies—for example, the way I seduce my classmate Jordana Bevan using only my mind. Also, since my parents’ marriage is being threatened by a man who runs courses on Mental and Physical Wellbeing, the film will probably feature some elaborate set-pieces of me taking him down. There will be helicopter shots. There will be slow-mo, but also transcendent moments, like when I cure my father’s depression. Knowing me as I do, I will be surprised if this film runs to less than three hours. Note to the press: appropriate adjectives to describe this film include “breath-taking” and “irresistible,” as well the phrase: “a monumental achievement.”

Oliver is right, of course, as he discovers that love can be just as complex for a middle-aged parent as it is for a 15-year-old schoolboy. His attempts to lose his virginity may seem more pragmatic than passionate, but with a soundtrack supplied by Alex Turner of Arctic Monkeys to set the mood, he might just achieve the kind of life that’s worth a film.

Director Richard Ayoade captures perfectly the persona of an adolescent boy who can be both sweet natured and mean spirited at the same time. And yet, for all of Oliver’s self-centeredness, we never quite stop rooting for him. Comparisons to Wes Anderson’s RUSHMORE are common, but Ayoade clearly takes inspiration from the early films of Goddard and Truffaut, as well—all of which combine to form a thrilling, breathless new look at love, both young and not so young.

—Brian Tamm