Lars and the Real Girl wasn't the most successful quirky semi-indie released last year (that honor goes to Juno, of course). But, for my money, this was the better one by a landslide. One of the primary reasons this one outpaces Juno is its darling little script -- which is completely unexpected and impossible to describe. (Try telling someone who's never heard of it that one of your favorite recent movies is about a guy who falls in love with what is essentially a sex doll, and how his family and community supports him by accepting her. Trust me; most people will scoff or laugh, just like Lars's brother in the film is worried everyone will do at him. This movie is sort of a movie buff's own version of the Real Doll, then, no?)