Love Actually was on TV last week. I saw it before, but my wife hadn't, so we had a chance to enjoy it together. Most of it.
Its greatest strength is also its greatest weakness. It has a few short stories woven together, all having something to do with love. It transcends the typical romantic love story, as some of the stories don't involve romantic love at all. Two involve sacrificial love, one forgiving love, and several involve the love for one's family. Then there's one that just doesn't fit.
A British young man decides he isn't "getting any" because British women don't get him. So he flies to the US to meet women who are as horny and superficial as he is. He finds his heart's desire and then some.
There's something wrong with that story. It doesn't fit with the others. It's not even about love. It's American Pie, or Road Trip.
If the whole movie was typical of the romantic comedy or R-rated comedy genre, I wouldn't be so surprised. But if you show a little maturity, people start to expect more.
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