I'd heard mixed reviews about 500 Days of Summer, but I wasn't expecting the complete atrocity that it was. Think of a really, really bad imitation of Annie Hall, but put into a warped time machine so it's all non-linear and post-modern (ie. different), and you have this film. I disliked almost everything about 500 Days of Summer- from its desperation to be an 'indie love story' (the incesscant namedropping of alternative bands was so contrived and reeked of try-hard) to its soundtrack (which got a thumbs up from most people, but to me just sounded like a lot of female moaning, and if I wanted to hear that I would watch porn, which would have better visuals and a way better storyline). My main beef, however, was with Zooey Deschanel. How did she get such a good rep in Hollywood? Elf and Yes, Man are hardly classics. And she seems to have become the alterna-girl du jour, for no apparent reason, except that she's named after a Salinger character and has huge blue eyes. Thousands of Frankie- reading hipsters drool on Zooey-porn blogs about how she's so adorable because she sings in a folky whisper and wears floral (which does not make her cool, but rather makes her look like a freakish extra from Mad Men). Until Deschanel does more than live in Laurel Canyon and profess to loving 40s films and 70s music, her indie credentials are as faux as the latest movie in which she stars.