Summarize this content to 2000 words in 6 paragraphs in Arabic Stay informed with free updatesSimply sign up to the Film myFT Digest — delivered directly to your inbox.For roughly a decade and a half, Aubrey Plaza has been one of the best things about American film and TV; she’s currently the main redeeming feature of Francis Ford Coppola’s preposterous Megalopolis. For years, she was a brilliant young supporting asset, the embodiment of cool disdain, with eyes that appeared to roll ironically even when they didn’t. Now she is eminent enough to be the star guest in someone else’s story: in My Old Ass, she drops by now and then as, essentially, the fairy godmother to her character’s younger self.In Megan Park’s spiky but tender-hearted comedy, 18-year-old Elliott (Maisy Stella) is celebrating her last summer at home in rural Ontario before leaving for the city and the dazzling adventures that await. At first, her summer is defined by intense romance with another young woman, but then — one night guzzling mushroom tea — she meets her future 39-year-old self. This is a wiser, world-weary Elliott — and a softer than usual Plaza, whose nevertheless caustic aura leavens the script as she delivers such cosy wisdoms as, “The only thing you can’t get back is time.” Plaza carries it off gamely but with a characteristic air of disbelief. In a smart reversal, it’s left to Stella to make the wiseacre retorts.Older Elliott also has some urgent advice to impart from two decades hence: steer clear of someone called Chad. At which point, a rangy stranger by that name (Percy Hynes White) steps into view.Set against a shimmering backdrop of water and woods, this turns out to be a sweetly philosophical coming-of-age story in which it’s the older self who comes of age, reconciling with her past and young Elliott’s future. It takes all of Plaza’s weird chanting inflections and Stella’s exuberantly twitchy enthusiasm to make it pay off — but it does, with sly charm.★★★★☆In cinemas from October 4
