Critics called her vapid. They missed the point.
The parents look on in horror; the children, including Ray, slowly begin to dance. Molly doesn't save the day with a checkbook or a speech. She saves it by looking ridiculous, by refusing to be ashamed of her own joy. In a film about the terror of growing up, Molly’s ultimate act of maturity is dancing like an idiot in public. Uptown Girls was released in the shadow of 9/11 and the rise of hyper-capitalist "reality" TV. It was too quirky for the mainstream and too sad for a comedy. But today, in an era of "girlboss" fatigue and the collapse of the gig economy, Molly Gunn feels like a patron saint. Uptown Girls
In a quiet, devastating moment, Ray washes the glitter out of Molly’s hair. There is no score swelling. There is no hug. Just the sound of water and Fanning’s tiny hands working through Murphy’s knots. Ray says, "You know, when I was a little kid, my mom used to wash my hair." Critics called her vapid