Safety Not Guaranteed (Colin Trevorrow, 2012)

One of those low-budget Sundance successes with a cast of unknowns, this is essentially the sort of thing that independent cinema in the U.S. keeps turning out and which is plauded for being down-to-earth and insightful. Whimsicality is almost a hallmark and seen as an asset, rather than a blight.
Which is not to say that Safety Not Guaranteed, where a jaded magazine reporter and his interns take off to investigate a crackpot who claims he can travel back in time, is a bad film at all: the quirkiness is kept fairly low-key, which its kin don't manage that often, and the characters are fairly rounded. It's perfectly sweet and pleasant. There's just not a lot of substance to it besides that, and I guarantee you'll have forgotten you ever saw it within a month.

5/10