when i rent this flick despite my prudent dislike i think i be go to be serve a touchy feely picture sport the message that math be not redeem answer to life but love be and or such hippy new age existential hogwash . ( though i prefer that and violent nihilistic self destruction be the only salvation and a preach by fight club ) i need bland cotton candy sentiment to balance my diet of bitter misanthropy . instead i be dish a geriatric smug rendition of the ant and the grasshopper fable . i like the main character . the fact that she get up as early a noon and complain about everything and dismiss and alienate people around her with sophomoric clever sophism and incivility make her a character i could really relate too . in the end though and trough the nagging of her age father and the boring intervention technique from her equally boring boyfriend she be sway to abandon her hobo hedonistic lifestyle and yield to the white collar work ethic all scientist obey ( except she isn not motivate by monomaniacal self important worship of math and greed of course ) though plaid shirt wear math monkey feel the sand of human ignorance towards their exalt science grind in the neat little clock work of their pedestrian brain and so too my pop culture fill remnant of gray matter be vex by the blatant disrespect for human reality and or at least my reality while i never meet an interesting mathematician . so i conclude that the lovable socially apt greenday pet chimp who know pi to a thousand place be hollywood creation . ( what next an overrated art house actor play a vagrant in a fantasy world who be the king descending from an ancient bloodline and that fight the tin woodsman on steroid in some battle thousand of year ago . ) i say while i you want a movie about social and spiritual redemption go watch the fisherking by terry gilliam and he have something math monkey do not have imagination .