Once, when praising Greta Gerwig to a woman critic, I was sternly told: “I don’t get her – is it a guy thing?” Well, yes and no. There’s a retro rescue-me quality about Gerwig’s combination of Carole Lombard-like madcap-ness, physical awkwardness, vulnerability, and loserdom, as manifested in her mumblecore movies, Noah Baumbach’s “Greenberg,” Whit Stillman’s “Damsels in Distress,” and Daryl Wein’s more simplistic “Lola Versus.” Read the full article here
