Essayist executive Gillian Robespierre’s “Star Child” touches base with the buzz of Sundance behind it, and the deplorable buzz of being charged as the primary “premature birth parody.” Those words are somewhat deceptive. “Star Child” is certainly a parody, and it additionally manages premature birth. Be that as it may, the methodology is not garrulous or easygoing.
It’s a film that is truly about the conduct of its fundamental characters, the rhythms of discussions, the startling minutes that astonishment, and the sudden flashes of feeling that go about as a snare. It’s a tornado. It touches on subjects of captured improvement, expecting to grow up and to acknowledge obligation regarding who you are (both in front of an audience and off, the film being around a standup humorist who utilizes her own biography as a part of her demonstration), yet “Star Child” is not cumbersome with these topics.