My Old Ass doesn’t feel like a movie. It, instead, is like hanging out with close friends and family, lounging through unscripted situations, especially during the visibly improvised scenes between Aubrey Plaza and Maisy Stella. So, my feelings are as hard to explain as the feasibility of the film’s main premise. It stands firmly on vibes, with much of its dialogue seeming awkward and non-cinematic. However, the emotions it evokes, encapsulating how important it is to live in moments and treasure time, are so powerfully relatable and incredibly sweet that chilling with these old asses ironically turned into one of my favorite movies this year.