Filled with contrivances, false emotions and even flimsier accents, it strains mightily to tug at our heartstrings while also enticing us with whimsy, and fails on both fronts.

Fo a film thats trying very hard to make you feel, it sure leaves you cold.

Cloyingly sentimental and annoyingly whimsical, director Bill Purple's The Book of Love is one of those movies that all-too-neatly tries to turn grief into personal growth at the audience's expense.

On top of everything else, The Book of Love is an utter bore. No one will care whether Henry gets over the emotional loss of losing his wife or not, or if Millie gets to explore the sea