The best movie so far this year is also one of the sweetest. Miranda Julys compellingly naïve and accessibly arty film is about love and its myriad forms, like the love between father and son, the love between man and woman, and everyones favorite kind of love, the love between two hot teenage girls and a middle-age guy. The end result is a film with weird and surprising moments and dialogue that manages to be simultaneously pretentious and adorable. July has succeeded at making an art film that is also an old-fashioned love story without sacrificing the best elements of either genre. In fact, this combination enhances those best elements, and makes the love deeper and sweeter and the art more meaningful. Im sure there are people who wouldnt like this movie, but if I met them, Id just want to hug them and cry.