Review of Miss Nobody (2010) by Jax M — 03 Oct 2011

Reminiscent of the short-lived Pushing Daisies (we miss you), Miss Nobody offers a mixture of naive morbidity, charmingly horrible deaths and quirky, dark humor wrapped in a bright, candy coating, like pixie sticks spiked with arsenic.

Unfortunately, where Pushing Daisies and other Bryan Fuller shows were limited to weekly installments of 48 minutes, Miss Nobody attempts to stretch its equal parts charm and darkness over almost twice that.

Much of the energy and enjoyment is provided by Leslie Bibb, typically the conventional pretty girl juxtaposing the more interesting characters, emphatically playing against type. Early establishment of tone, palette, composition, narration and Bibb's dependence on St.

Micheal's blessing and close-lipped smile of obliviousness and bloodlust, create a delightfully disturbing dark comedy. But as with most serial killer movies the need to add bodies through increasingly convoluted and incredulous means quickly makes the movie feel labored.

Eventually the pile of corpses starts to stink.