The Globe and Mail (Toronto) by
The script wants desperately to be about the unfathomable nature of love. The best it can deliver is this: “Love is loving someone who is covered in snot.” It’s all quirked up, but goes nowhere.
Canada · 2015
Rated R · 1h 29m
Director Nick Wernham
Starring Alison Brie, Colin Hanks, Justin Chatwin, Dylan Everett
Genre Romance, Comedy
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What is stranger than the big hole that opens up in Lucy Sherrington's living room floor? As it turns out, love.
The Globe and Mail (Toronto) by
The script wants desperately to be about the unfathomable nature of love. The best it can deliver is this: “Love is loving someone who is covered in snot.” It’s all quirked up, but goes nowhere.
RogerEbert.com by Brian Tallerico
Feels like it probably began life as a one-act play, set almost entirely in Lucy’s living room and with a small cast of characters. It has that feeling of a piece that needed a bit more workshopping to discern its purpose and, like a lot of independent cinema that feels like it has theatrical origins, never becomes convincingly cinematic.
The A.V. Club by Jesse Hassenger
No Stranger Than Love offers an accidental lesson: Attempts to write poetry ought to be preceded by attempts to read it and, preferably, understand it.
By the time the entire town discovers that Clint is trapped in a weird hole and Lucy has fallen for Chatwin’s Rydell White, No Stranger Than Love picks up some serious steam, balancing its bizarre tone with actual charm. Sadly, however, it’s too late to pull the production out of its own gaping void: The inability to treat its characters with respect.
The Hollywood Reporter by Leslie Felperin
It’s not a problem there’s a hole, as it were, in the common-sense logic of the film’s world; it’s that there’s a big, gaping hole where the illogic should be, a whole lot of nothing where there should be metaphor, playfulness, all that juicy, enigmatic, magical-realism stuff that helps films like Being John Malkovich and its many knockoffs become fodder for film-studies essays.
Los Angeles Times by Michael Rechtshaffen
Few will likely embrace the insufferably chirpy, high-concept rom-com that struggles to stretch a mighty shallow premise into a feature-length proposition.
It aims for the heart, but misses. It reaches for existential but never manages much more than “twee.”
The considerable comic talents of Alison Brie (“Community”) are squandered by this exhaustingly quirky indie romance.
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