DVD Review: Love, Rosie
From the time they met at age 5, Rosie (Lily Collins) and Alex (Sam Claflin) have been best friends, growing up side by side, sharing all the good stuff as well as the bad and slightly weird stuff. Best friends forever. Then, on Rosie’s 18th birthday, they have a moment, but in the haze of alcohol, Rosie remembers nothing the morning after and it turns into a missed opportunity, one that Alex thinks is a rebuttal. And as such, the decisions that follow send their lives in different directions, as neither fully communicate their feelings.
Oh my goodness, someone shoot me. Please, kill me. Like two boats passing the the night these two idiots spend most of the film not seeing what’s really going on. It’s predictable, horrible and nauseating.
But then I am a forty something male with an penchant for zombies.
Luckily I watched Love, Rosie with my wife and two teenage daughters. They were on the edge of their seats, there was laughter and tears, joy and frustration. There was delight and fulfillment on the couch next to me. Love, Rosie apparently hits all the right notes, but only if you’re female.