|Felicity Jones, Anton Yelchin, Like Crazy, Paramount Vantage, 2011.|
A meet-cute cum pseudo-indie youthquake, Drake Doremus' third feature film is a cute, heartfelt if marginally average romantic-drama. Infused with a joie de vivre intrinsic to self-conscious coming-of-age love stories, Doremus interjects heart wherever he can, to his war horse, transcontinental lovers parted only to wind up together. . . .
The young cast is adroit. The likable Anton Yelchin (Terminator:Salvation and The Beaver) is especially poignant in his remonstrances of young American masculinity and its restrictions. Felicity Jones is delightful as his betrothed. Jennifer Lawrence nails a secondary role, her heartbreak palpable. The script is well written. The visual style is typical for this sort of indie love story.
In the long run, I forgot about this sweet simplicity fifteen minutes after it was over. Though there are many good things about it, Like Crazy is too similar to too many other movies. It needed to lose its sense of the ordinary to truly transport our hearts.