Here Keaton reprises the role of the slightly kooky, klutzy, and lovable gal next door in this toasty crumpet of a film, set around London's scenic Hampstead Heath.

More often, though, Hopkins and writer Robert Festinger pile up the commonplaces hoping they'll result in actual characters.

The quasi-credible friendship that develops between Emily and Harry gives way to a less plausible romance. But the winning, sympathetic Keaton and an enjoyably puckish Gleeson largely sell the contrived setup.

At best, you'll find this to be a corny comedy-drama that you wish you'd never seen. The acting isn't terrible, but not even that can save this from being uninspired.