Johanna is a coming-of-age heroine with a difference. She’s not cool or popular, like the Cher Horowitzs and Cady Herons we’re used to. Instead, she’s a bookworm who counts the Bronte sisters among her personal heroes, hangs out in the library fantasising about the cute boys she doesn’t speak to, and considers her dog to be her best friend. (I don’t know about you, but this is much closer to my experience of being a teenager than the likes of Skins or Euphoria.)

Johanna, too, breaks the mould in other ways: she (shock horror) has periods. Visibly. On-screen. Unlike other female film outcasts (think Rachel Leigh Cook in She’s All That and Saoirse Ronan in Ladybird, to name just two), she’s not thin – a detail which stands out not just because we are so unused to seeing plus-size heroines on the screen (they’re usually relegated to the ‘best friend’ role), but also because it’s so rare for a plus-size character’s weight to go entirely unmentioned throughout the film, as it does here.

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