Film

You're a Big Boy Now

Name: You're a Big Boy Now
Genre: Comedy, Romance
Released: 1966
Cast: Elizabeth Hartman, Geraldine Page, Peter Kastner, Rip Torn, Michael Dunn

Comedy

A scrappy 1966 coming-of-age comedy where a sheltered library clerk stumbles into Manhattan adulthood—messy apartments, confusing romance, bewildering parents. It's Coppola's exuberant directorial debut: playful, sometimes theatrical, full of visual gags and genuine sweetness. For anyone who remembers the specific sting of young romantic foolishness.

TMDb rating

3.1

Should you watch it?

Watch it if you love farce that treats a young man's sexual panic and parental smothering as wildly inventive comedy, with a restless, camera-happy visual style that feels like a sixties dream of New York.

Skip it if you want a tidy, linear plot; this one drifts through episodes, wanders into long set-pieces, and its frantic energy can feel more exhausting than funny for a stretch.

What it asks of you: Ninety-seven minutes of sharp, scattered chaos that rewards close attention to visual gags and loose, overlapping sequences rather than a steady narrative line to follow.

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A Thousand Clowns1965

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Carnal Knowledge1971

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