Juno Her?

Terri 'Diablo' Psiakis finds a film she wants to take home and hang out with.

I was really looking forward to seeing Juno. I'd heard excellent reports from people whose opinion I trusted (as opposed to the raving lunatic who told me to see Superbad) and I've always had a crush on actor Jason Bateman. You probably know him from the comedy series Arrested Development, I know him from the 80s sitcom Valerie. Back in those days I used to imagine myself in a Jason Bateman/Michael J Fox threesome, even before I even knew what a threesome was. (It's three people nude and holding hands, right?)

My bloke was not looking forward to seeing Juno. He'd heard it was about a 16-year-old who gets pregnant and promptly decided it was a chick-flick. The previews before Juno were all romantic comedies and did nothing but confirm his suspicions that I'd yet again dragged him to a movie that wasn’t aimed anywhere near the testicular market.

Then he saw Ellen Page.

Page is Juno, and Page is stunning right from the opening sequence. Not in a glamorous supermodel kind of way but a startlingly mesmerising, can’t-take-your-eyes-off-her sort of way. She nails every scene and there's something about her that screams "major star." Hell, even I wanted to get her pregnant.

Quite simply, the film is a joy and while not without her faults, Juno is my new all-time favourite character. She refers to her foetus as a sea-monkey, mentions weiner-punching and gets around with a gentleman's pipe. And no, that's not a euphemism. With the sharpest of sharp dialogue thanks to writer Diablo Cody (could that name be any cooler?) and beautiful performances from the peripheral cast (it's the only time Jennifer Garner hasn't shat me and I've even forgiven Michael Cera for Superbad) if you don't see Juno, you're missing out – it’s not only highly amusing but also uniquely and sensitively brilliant.

And Jason Bateman's still hot.

- Terri Psiakis