Perky people always have something upbeat to say, a cheerful hello to issue, a compliment to drop.
In times such as these, they are a beacon of light in a storm-tossed sea of bitterness, anger, darkness.
So why do we hate them?
It's a question that hovers over "Happy Go Lucky," an oddball British movie that makes a courageous attempt to profile a woman who lives up to the title, always, in every situation. Like Spongebob, only human.
I say courageous because any sort of comprehensive movie biography carries the implication of, at the very least, mood change. Even your saints, like Norma Rae, succumb to moments of anger or doubt or fleeting selfishness they can later rise above. And actresses line up to play bad girls (see Anne Hathaway in "Rachel Getting Married") - Charlize Theron won her Oscar for playing a combination drug addict, hooker and serial killer (three mints in one!)