Were you one of those twenty- or thirtysomethings who fell hard for the Shins while Zach Braff pondered the many possible directions of his future on an airport escalator in "Garden State"? Did you grow up, get hitched and have children but never quite lose your appetite for an airport-people-mover metaphor and lovelorn indie folk? Then you, good sir or madam, should meet singer-songwriter Alexi Murdoch, the driving voice behind the soundtrack of "Away We Go," a film where John Krasinski grows a beard, knocks up his adorable lady, Maya Rudolph, after which they spend much time in poetic transit.

It's based on a collaborative script by author Dave Eggers and wife Vendela Vida and directed by Sam Mendes, which means your opinion of it is probably preordained one way or another. We'll spare you the mountain of white-people's-heads-exploding jokes to be made here. But our question is: Given possibly the most chip-shot platform ever to launch his profile among tender-hearted hipste -- ah ha, caught ourselves -- does Murdoch have the goods? After the jump, our prognosticating awaits.