"The Right Kind of Wrong" is the kind of comedy that asks an audience to find borderline-stalking behavior charming.

"The Right Kind of Wrong" works often in spite of its willful eccentricities.

The film is so in love with its unoriginal premise that it can't see the forest for the trees, treating reality like an occasionally relevant prop and stalking as a sweetly romantic gesture.

Top it off with what can only be described as a disturbing consummation scene - it most definitely isn't a love scene - and you're left with a movie that should have been called More Wrong than Right.