Love Is Strange

Gay propaganda at its finest this world is going down the drain.

I spent the entire time wondering just when the story would begin. The music drowned out what little dialog existed. The cast was top shelf but Mr. Sachs betrayed them with his haphazard misdirection. Very disappointing.

In the gay version of the Bulah Bondi and Victor Mooe roles, Lithgow and Molina are so good, you try to overlook the clumsy, inauthentic situations, and just bask in their fine work. How a director of this questionable ability managed to enlist the talents of this calibre of actors (including Marisa Tomei, Cheyenne Jackson, Harriet Harris and Christina Kirk) is beyond me.

I enjoyed the story but found the movie a little slow paced… and my attention kept wandering off. There weren’t enough joyous moments here to counterbalance the sadness. In the end, I felt very depressed!

I rented this to watch on the airplane and it was entertaining. I thought the acting was good and the story was cute.

I love this movie- its heartwarming, beautifully acted and wise. One of the best this year. Its sad to see these homophobic comments written here. Cheers to changing times...

Indeed, love is strange. We have all, at some time or another, accepted the hollywood fairy tale called ‘love'. In the end, however, this movie is not a hollywood romance. In fact, i would say the leading characters feel a very particular love, successful not for its romance (though certainly romance still exists), but rather for the space of interwoven emotion they have created for each other. I’m sure many of us would like to watch some hokey movie about love transcending old age and time and space, but that’s not what this movie is. It’s about the kind of love curated into a universe of symbiotic memory, ephemeral and finite as the carriers of those memories. And it’s about how these memories, and this love, dies. In the end, everything passes. This movie nurtures a tiny poem for this truth. The leading couple is not in love by any hollywood standard. At least, not anymore. Love is strange. This isn’t a movie about sexual orientation. One reviewer claimed that “It has nothing to do with sexual orientation, though it’s an attempt to make it so. It’s about life, which becomes very hard when people get old, regardless of sexual orientation.” This person then gave this film 1 star. They are correct in their analysis of the film: it isn’t about being gay. It’s just about life. And it’s about how love transforms with time. Of course, if the movie had simplified itself into being a ‘gay’ movie, it wouldn’t be nearly as powerful. Just because a movie features gay characters does not make it exclusively a ‘gay’ movie. But don’t go in with any real expectations. Allow this movie to wash over you. Yes, this isn’t a very conventional movie romance, but then again, this isn’t a conventional movie. If you’re looking for the gay version of Sleepless in Seattle, try somewhere else.

OK, as a 60 something year old gay man in a long term relationship this movie should have spoken to me in *some* way. Well, it left me with a combination of boredom and incredulity. I love slow-paced films that show a slice of ordinary life. This was a plodding presentation of two unbelievably unprepared characters. As we said near the end: "I’d live in a shoebox in basement in Hoboken with you before I’d send you down a subway stairs late at night with a broken arm.” Charlie Tahan was the one bright light in the whole thing.

This was a beautiful movie! The actors and story were absolutely wonderful. How can you go wrong with John Lithgow & Alfred Molina?!?

How am I to believe that 2 men who love each other so deeply and just risked their jobs to get married will not accept the offer of living together because the offer is a house outside of the city. Such a lame premise. This film lost me in the first 10 minutes. Ridiculous premise! Don’t waste your time watching it.