Sunday Girl

Sunday Girl follows Dasha Nekrasova’s Natasha as she embarks on a quest to dump several of the men she’s been dating, with complications ensuing as Natasha begins to realize that she may have strong feelings for two of these individuals. There’s little doubt that Sunday Girl improves steadily as it progresses, as filmmaker Peter Ambrosio delivers a less-than-engrossing opening stretch that doesn’t hold a whole lot of promise – with the movie initially emphasizing Natasha’s deadpan reactions to the rantings and ravings of overtly quirky men. (One of Natasha’s first breakups, for example, involves an eye-rollingly pretentious poet.) It’s clear, then, that Sunday Girl benefits substantially from a mid-movie flashback detailing Natasha’s date with one of her dudes, as this admittedly charming interlude proves effective at humanizing the character and transforming her into more than just an aggressively apathetic protagonist. Sunday Girl does, beyond that point, become an entertaining (if sporadically overly quirky) little romantic drama, with, especially, the downright conventional bent of its third act (ie Natasha must choose between her two remaining paramours) ensuring that the whole thing ends on an unexpectedly compelling note.

**1/2 out of ****

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