Where's Olive?

Only a couple of months after the initial release 'Little Miss Sunshine' finally limps into the Watermans for a Sunday afternoon matinee. You'd think this would be prime funny, liberal, faux-indie (financed by Fox in fact) fayre, that the Ealing middle classes would lap up. To be honest it was a very pleasant afternoon, even though it seemed to be a bit of a box-ticking excercise at times: Wacky grand-parent - check, cute kid - check, dysfunctional family - check, post-modern road-movie - check. That said I do like a film that has the balls to kill off it's best character half way through.