Now seventeen, Dakota just watches the world happen around her, unmotivated to join it. Producer John Humber won the Festival Prize for Best Narrative Feature at 2008. It's the kind of movie that makes you glad you took the time out to see it but then at the same time wish you didn't so you can watch it for the first time again. There is a possibility of something different. Her world changes when Jonah, her boyfriend's best friend from New York, comes into town. These lies have snowballed, leading to her becoming bitter and apathetic towards the world around her.
Dakota - 6 years old For as long as she could remember, Dakota Skye has been cursed with a super power. One day, Jonah comes into town. She has a boyfriend who plays in a semi-popular local rock band and her best friend from childhood, but finds little joy in her own life. Through her friendship with Jonah, her eyes are opened to the world around her and she sees that there is something out there more than all the lies. For the first time she meets someone who does not lie to her.
Written by I love when I see the trailer for a movie and expect so little from it and then get so much. The dialog is crisp and funny but still natural and the actors pull it off with just the right amount of sarcasm when necessary and emotion when required. Definitely one of my recommended movies to anyone I talk to. Female Teacher as Laci Buzzelli. She has the ability to see the truth in any lie she hears.
It only takes a few days before Dakota notices something about him that sets him apart from the other people in her life. Cast Cast overview, first billed only:. The film was featured at several film festivals, including , , and. .
Sentimental without being gushy-over-the-top-nonsense, well written and possibly even better acted. Through this meeting, she is forced to re-examine her own life. From small, harmless white lies, to the more devious kind, they have come from the people that she should trust the most; her family, friends and teachers. . .
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