What the title lacks in adrenal, marquee-ready concision it makes up for with a dry brazenness that almost immediately betrays it’s British sensibility. And I will say, at an American production company this would have been a non-starter or, more likely, an overly saccharine bit of soapy pulp stripped of any larger intellectual aspirations. As it stands, Lasse Halleström’s (CHOCOLAT) new film, based on a book of the same name by Paul Torday, is appealing and light on its feet. While it’s nice to see two even intermittently believable adult characters falling in love, it’s the film’s landscape of government inveigling and media manipulation, across which the lovers swoon, that makes it feel a bit more worthwhile than your average feel-good date-extender. Mind the emphasis on a bit – it’s not nearly as toothy as it believes - but I’ll gladly take it over the next galumphing Nicholas Sparks tear-siphoner.