When I sat down to watch the film In a World, I wasn’t sure what I would experience. The film starts with an interesting premise: a 30-something, emotionally immature, professionally floundering daughter of a widower voice-over legend wants to break into the industry and manages to upstage her sexist father. The film’s writer/director and star, Lake Bell, has been a quiet fascination for some time. I am struck by Bell’s combination of beauty and humility in the bumbling, yet accomplished women she portrays—see No Strings Attached with Ashton Kutcher or HBO series “How to Make It in America.” I cannot help but think that her on screen persona is comparable to a worldview in life—“try, stumble, fret, laugh it off and try again; who knows what may come of it?” This is to say Bell has a resonant, attractive, amiable, and triumphant comedic persona not unlike Sandra Bullock, who I credit as a powerful actress (or Lucille Ball, who Bell is compared to in The Toronto Star). Though I am not amused by every creative venture from Sandra Bullock, I recognize she manages to both entertain and uplift in her films while laughing all the way to the bank. In this light, there’s something entertaining about In a World. And yet, there's something so wholesome and “quirky” that I lost interest at a number of spots. But then again, I’m not an aficionado of the plight of the upwardly mobile portrayed as struggling artists. The thing is, though I give due respect to Lake Bell for helming an accessible film about sexism in America and the absurdity of Hollywood, I generally want more than accessible.