Laggies has a great premise-a woman having a quarter-life crisis ends up befriending a teenage girl, running away from home and staying with the teenager and the teenager’s single father. I really wanted to like Laggies, but even though it was enjoyable, it missed the mark. Laggies never convinced me that this woman would ever have stayed in her original life for long, and that she was friends as an adult with those people for as long as she was before the bachelorette party, or that they ever had fun together as adults. Laggies should have kept the deleted scenes of Keira Knightley’s character with her boyfriend and her friends at a high school reunion. Also there was a point when this woman was no longer amusingly hanging out with the kids and committing criminal acts. This moment completely derailed my enjoyment and the tone of Laggies, especially when nothing happens, and she breezily goes through the rest of her life without any gravity over how disastrous her conduct is. There doesn’t need to be any real world consequences (‪#‎crimingwhilewhite‬), but the fact that there was no subsequent fundamental spiritual or internal development made me dislike her instantly. I would have preferred that the incident never happened, and that Knightley’s character embraced her juvenile spirit than the incident occurring and her not changing. I know that the incident enabled her to reunite with one person from her past, but otherwise she never changed. In most movies where an older man befriends a teenage boy in a completely platonic intergenerational friendship, both are enriched by the experience although usually the teenager is the central character (About A Boy, The Way Way Back). It is kind of surprising that when a woman directs a movie about an intergenerational friendship, things end in disaster, apologies and romantic tropes. Laggies has great elements: a strong, charismatic and charming cast, but ultimately fails because it seems to suggest that the answer to not knowing what to do with your life is to simply insert yourself in someone else’s, which is not necessary considering her father would have happily subsidized her slacker lifestyle as long as he could. Also there is nothing revolutionary about a twenty-something year old woman getting romantically involved with a financially stable, handsome and funny man twice her age and carrying for his daughter. For God sakes, Jane Eyre was written how long ago-albeit that guy wasn’t funny? Laggies is worth your time because the actors are really great, but the story falters so it isn’t a must see.