AVClub: Who among us hasn’t been haunted by the specter of a former relationship we just can’t seem to shake? Rendering gruesomely literal the all-too-common fear that your new significant other can’t let go of their previous beau, Nina Forever seizes on that conceit and turns it into a from-beyond-the-grave nightmare. (And in the process disproves a theorem known as the Over Her Dead Body injunction: That this high-concept premise can only result in a limp noodle of a comedy, a rule recently and sadly upheld by Joe Dante’s underwhelming Burying The Ex.) Also, it transmutes the nightmare to flesh and blood, turning this particular ghost of a girlfriend past into a dripping, creaking, reanimated corpse. If you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you, son, but thank your lucky stars those 99 problems don’t include “being stalked necrotically.”
