She's got a non-SNL side. And we like it. You should, too. By Richard Dorment To watch Maya Rudolph in Away We Go, especially in that first scene when she's lying in bed while John Krasinski laps her up, and in later scenes when she's quiet and vulnerable as a pregnant, self-described "fuckup" desperate for a home, is to watch a woman full of surprises. It's not a particularly funny movie, and Rudolph isn't particularly funny in it — at least not in the way she was on Saturday Night Live,...
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