Look at Me combines acerbic comedy and the pathos of just-post-adolescence with reasonable sharpness, wit, and sensitivity, though its large cast and subplots sometimes draw attention away from its central characters and conflicts. Flawed heroine Lolita Berry pulls off the difficult feat of portraying with dignity a 20-year-old who doesn't conform to social norms of attractiveness, and whose problems with her weight and family disturb but do not wholly preoccupy her. Father Jean-Pierre Bacri effectively projects a boorish loutishness that's evident to everyone but himself, even if it verges on the caricature of a self-involved artist at times. While a side story of the rise of the burgeoning success of friend of Bacri's (Laurent Grévill) occasionally distracts from the relationship between Berry and Bacri that supplies the movie's most compelling tension, it's a good excuse for getting in some amusing digs at media hype, the publishing industry, and its narcissistic celebrities. It's easy to take sides with the troubled daughter, but, to director Agnes Jaoui's credit, it's made clear that Berry has selfish blinders that mirror those of her father's as she gets caught up in her own creative pursuits. The clumsy blooming romance between her and idealistic student Keine Bouhiza is endearing but also, at times, unconvincing: not because a relationship between a plump girl and a more conventionally handsome youth is an issue, but because it's uncertain why such a bright young man would put up with her habitual callousness toward his feelings. Their rocky relationship is a little too hastily patched up near the end as well, but overall Look at Me strikes a worthwhile balance well-paced light farce and observations on the emotional casualties artistic ambitions impose on family and friends.