---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------ --------------------------------- DECEMBER 21. 2007 JUStOUt.M film Alvin and the Chipmunks Juno You don’t go to a movie called Alvin and the Like an Internet-age version of Lana Turner Chipmunks expecting Jean-Luc Gixlard, or even Judd being discovered outside Schwab’s Drug Store back Apatow, so it’s a little tough to seriously criticize this in the ’30s, Diablo Cody was just an ex-stripper- innocuous yet insidious marketing-scheme-in-the- turned-blogger until her serial posts caught the form-of-a-Christmas-stocking-stuffer. Suffice it to | attention of a Los Angeles manager who helped her report that the little CGI chipmunks are sufficient­ get a hx>k published and encouraged her to work up ly adorable (although after a short while they start- ; a screenplay. The result is Juno, a film that’s already being called this year’s Little Miss Sunshine. Cody’s ed to really creep me out); Jason Lee spends nearly the entire film trying so hard to look earnest that script gives star Ellen Page and the entire cast a gold he ends up resembling an overworked children’s mine of material, and everyone gets a few g