Obvious Child will always be known, first and foremost, as “the abortion comedy.” That’s the pitch, the premise, and the novelty of writer/director Gillian Robespierre’s great new film: It’s about a young woman who has an abortion and doesn’t feel bad about it. But Obvious Child isn’t content to simply portray abortion as the medical procedure that it is: Here, the consequences of an unprotected hookup essentially provide the “cute” in a topsy-turvy millennial meet-cute where drunken sex, pregnancy tests, and Planned Parenthood waiting rooms all come before deciding if you really even like someone. This is the real America! (Guild 45th, 2115 N 45th St, landmarktheatres.com, showtimes TBA)