
Oh the romantic comedy. Cliched, formulaic, and sappy. It’s a staple of film to please the needs of the susceptible hearts and provides a means to fill our heads with ideas of true love and happiness. So how is Crazy, Stupid, Love any different? Simple answer: it isn’t. It runs through the cliche moments, ends up exactly how I pictured it from the beginning and it’s as sappy as a maple wood tree. But there lies the best aspects of this film. While the film fires on all these seemingly tired cylinders, it’s charming and likable leads, a well written script, and plenty of heart transcends this the normal ‘Rom-Com’ that not only has me huddled in my sheets and pillows, but has enough twists to keep me interested as more than the traditional romantic comedy.






























