The very roundabout first act may add to this basic issue, as their hero rapidly develops from a tyke to a young fellow in the space of only 20 minutes. Starting with his youth experiencing childhood with the grungier side of generally princely Palo Alto, Calif., Ivan’s (Sam Dillon) separation from his Russian mother (Julia Emelin) and hatred towards his tyrannical stepfather (Matt McCoy) mark him as a routine maverick. When he achieves 17, encompassed by a little inner circle of stoner and skater companions that incorporates terrible kid Alex (Thomas Mann), hot-headed domineering jerk Chris (Bo Mitchell) and extreme chick Nina (Ruby Modine), despite everything he feels disengaged and ungainly. Possibly it’s because of his experience growing up as the offspring of a settler new to American rural standards, or in light of the fact that despite everything he feels surrendered by his military-veteran father, who came back to Russia when Ivan was just five years of age.
As often as possible playing hooky while swathing himself in a radiance of pot smoke, he endeavors to stay underneath grown-ups’ radar, yet his instructor Mr. Wyckoff (Franco) needs to know why he hasn’t been going to English class and alerts Ivan to attempt and present some classwork to abstain from coming up short.