The girl tries to live on her own for a while, which of course does not last. Her caustic , leather faced grandmother steps in and takes care of her, or tries to at least. Some have described the grandma character affectionately, but she impressed me as a foul mouthed old coot.
The acting is quite good, and the film gets points for realism. However, it fails in that it falls in line with the Hollywood mantra "women and kids can do whatever they want, men don't matter".
As she attempts to care for her granddaughter, grandma kicks the man who loves her to the curb, with less attention paid to her action than most would give a bad dog. "I'm breakin up with chew" is about it. In addition, whenever she talks about men, so much negativity, mistrust and hatred spews from her mouth you would think she was at war with the opposite sex. It doesn't sound too strange in the context of today's world, which is sad.
The old lady appears to have worked her whole life , but falls in line with another current convectional wisdom- that only youngsters matter, adults be damned (especially the males).
When the mother returns after failing to fulfill her dream of becoming a makeup artist , the young girl tells grandma to leave her and go to the man she dumped. It was an interesting twist, in that one would expect grandma and the kid to live happily ever after, so it goes from a 3 to a 4 star movie. But if there was such thing as a reverse Bechtel test, it would fail miserably.
Perhaps filmmakers should think about the fact that virtually everything they used to make the picture was invented , built and maintained by men (including the very roofs over their heads) , and realize that without men they would be performing live, or not at all because their would be nothing to film with.