If likability is a trait you value, "Love, Guaranteed" delivers the undemanding pleasure of watching two fundamentally decent people tumble into fondness and then love.

It is sufficiently harmless and blandly cozy, like a Hallmark Channel movie that somehow broke loose and found its way to Netflix.

Before anyone pulls out the "guilty pleasure" card - no. There is zero pleasure here, no matter how low your bar is currently set. Only pain. So much pain.

Even with its flaws, I quite enjoyed watching Love, Guaranteed.