And little Owen Pierce playing Rocky is unbearably annoying. I won’t beat up the little kid. I’m sure he is a happy, loving little guy. But he makes the little boys from The Phantom Menace and Jerry Maguire seem like little darlings I’d love to adopt by comparison. I suppose Owen will never have to worry about being a struggling former child star though – and that’s a good thing.

And now for those fine and assured steps I mentioned. Money was well spent in this low budget production on William Baldwin. He is a thorough professional and dives into the role of a rebellious dad with many regrets with aplomb and abandon and the camera just loves to follow him on a motorcycle like a rebel without a cause. (Actually, the camera loves just about everything in the film. There are countless shots of the Montana countryside that look so beautiful I thought they must be computer-generated fakery.) I won’t say his character offers many surprises, but we can’t help but adore watching his bad boy. He looks just too darn good as he broods, hair straggling down in front of his eyes.

And back to Chris Kelly’s Elliott. He is smitten by Haley, the new girl in town played wonderfully by Morgan Flynn. They become friends and co-sleuths – his boy Hardy to her Nancy Drew – and they set out to solve the crime of the century – the disappearance of Froggy Doo. Okay, forget about the silly plot. Chris Kelly and Morgan Flynn are magically convincing together. They create a sense of teenage crush racing hazardously past teenage lust en route to teenage love with a conviction I always wished to see in the Harry Potter movies between Daniel Radcliffe and Emma Watson and never quite got.

I’d love to see Kelly and Flynn share the screen again. Only, next time, keep Froggy Doo locked in his box.