Don’t dare call Maude Apatow a mere “nepo baby” . Her winning directorial debut proves has the chops behind the camera as well as in front ( Euphoria) , Apatow name or no Apatow name. Poetic License , which had its World Premiere at the Toronto Film Festival in a prime Saturday night slot, is evidence of the emergence of a major triple threat talent.

That’s the headline but it is not meant to take away from the achievements of Raffi Donatich whose supremely intelligent and raucously amusing screenplay is her feature writing debut, or a cast that just kills it. In fact this is the kind of ensemble where you can imagine every one of them, ala American Graffiti, being remembered for their collective early work in this engaging sleeper of a comedy that quite frankly caught me by s

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