A music composer turns 40 years old and has an ideological crisis about love. He spends his vacation in Mexico before returning home.
So, this is what romantic comedy used to be like. I think we've lost a good genre in the past 41 years. In fact, we've lost many good genres, but that is outside the scope of this post. This was classy and all about characters. It looked a little gritty and there was good camera-work. The editing made sense and the audio was very level. This is the exact opposite of what gets called romantic comedy now. The current trend of the genre is so sickeningly sweet, with bright video and overly dynamic audio. The plots are idiot-proof to the point of not being mentally stimulating to those with down syndrome. The comedy was funny, instead of just a bunch of thinly veiled, crass sex jokes. The main character's novocaine antics were slapstick, but well written. Above all else, it held my attention. I rate this adequate. You might want to watch it.
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