THE PREMISE:

"An on-the-lam punk rocker and a young woman obsessed with his band unexpectedly fall in love and go on an epic journey together through America's decaying Midwestern suburbs." 

OUR MOVIE REVIEW:

Do we really need more coming-of-age films? If they’re anything like Dinner In America, well… yeah. Bring ‘em on.

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The film follows Simon (Kyle Gallner), an on-the-run punk rocker, and Patty (Emily Skeggs), a starry-eyed pet store worker who somewhat unwittingly gets caught up in Simon’s life of petty crime. The story unfolds from there in a way that I was not expecting, but loved — and a second-act plot reveal adds an endearing element that raises the stakes and makes you root for the two even more.

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Director Adam Rehmeier does something difficult here; blending overt vulgarity with an adorably awkward May-December romance in a way that’s so seamless you never second guess the odd couple’s relationship. It doesn’t feel forced or fabricated, and you’re really just happy to be along for the ride.

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An endearing script is supplemented tremendously by the two leads, who seem to embody everything the characters are supposed to be. It really feels as if the roles were written specifically for them and makes the viewing experience that much more immersive. 

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If you’re one of many people suffering from ‘bland coming-of-age film’ fatigue, I hear you. I see you. Dinner In America is not that movie.

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It’s cute, it’s dirty, and it’s really freaking fun. If you want a love story that’s not your average, sugary-sweet romantic comedy, add Dinner In America to the menu.