— the rattier bits of Honolulu.— Clooney's tears by the side of the road, his back to us like Queen Elizabeth II.— yes, alright, the running in sandals.— the line about Hawaiian businessmen bearing a striking resemblance to "bums and stuntmen."— Shailene Woodley's scenes on the couch, eyes raw and red. Her blend of prettiness and plainness.— the link-up of the two plots via a cousin. The cousins in general, and the dramatic use made of this overextended brood.— seeing Beau Bridges again.— the ambling pace.— Judy Greer's brand of guileless, vulnerable optimism. The heartbreak of seeing it depleted.— Payne's emotional ambition and reach, and the invisible cover it lends the comic switchbacks, to the point where you can't say which came first. Born together, in mid-air.— One in particular, Greer's bedside speech + Clooney's reaction, is faultless.— the reveal of Sid's family history, together with his use of the word "boss".
— The first scene where they talk to the mother.— the line "my joy, my pain". Too written. He had me at "my love."