P.S. I Love You

Seattle Post-Intelligencer William Arnold

It's an expensive star vehicle that also happens to be a teary, unabashedly sappy, romantic comedy with every element as purely calculated to appeal to a heterosexual woman's romantic fantasies as an episode of "All My Children."

Portland Oregonian Stephen Whitty

On a week when many people just want a good reason to put down their packages and smile for a couple of hours, P.S. I Love You arrives -- signed, sealed and delivered just on time.

The New York Times Manohla Dargis

The film is not a beautiful object or a memorable cultural one, and yet it charms, however awkwardly. Ms. Swank’s ardent sincerity and naked emotionalism dovetail nicely with Mr. LaGravenese’s melodramatic excesses.

Chicago Reader Jonathan Rosenbaum

"B.S. I Love You" would be a more accurate title.

Chicago Tribune Jessica Reaves

One of the most gifted dramatic actors working in movies today, Swank is stunningly ill suited for romantic comedy (or this one, anyway).

The Globe and Mail (Toronto) Rick Groen

This sappy thing is a two-hour cheat that never plays fair for a nanosecond.

The Onion (A.V. Club) Scott Tobias

Working from a novel by Cecelia Ahern, LaGravenese brings some intelligence and maturity to a genre that sorely needs it, but it isn't enough to prop up this long-winded and thoroughly bland romantic comedy.

Washington Post Desson Thomson

If P.S. I Love You proves anything, it's that Hilary Swank may be a great actress, but she can't do cute.

USA Today Claudia Puig

This misguided chick flick jumps through a lot of hoops just to state the obvious: "Life goes on, enjoy the time you have."

The Hollywood Reporter Kirk Honeycutt

The film, written (with Steven Rogers) and directed by Richard LaGravenese, is long and drags in places. But the chief problem is that "P.S." feels like a gimmick.

ReelViews James Berardinelli

Aside from the inept "August Rush," there probably isn't a more clumsily manipulative motion picture out there this holiday season than P.S. I Love You.

Philadelphia Inquirer Steven Rea

Harry Connick Jr. acquits himself best of the lot.

Empire Helen O'Hara

Gerard Butler stars in a very good film where he helps a guarded woman get over a tragedy in her past. It’s called "Dear Frankie" - go rent that instead.

Village Voice Ella Taylor

Hilary Swank, who was not put in this world to simper, does little else as a young wife whose twinkly leprechaun of an Irish husband (Gerard Butler, who's Scottish, but never mind) has died.

Variety John Anderson

"Ghost" with a brogue, "The Notebook" without the burden of old people, this post-life comedy will have the sentimentally challenged weeping openly, while clutching desperately to the pants-legs of boyfriends and husbands who are trying to flee up the aisle.

New York Daily News Jack Mathews

The movie - with some gamy sexual references, a one-night stand and a long look at a stud muffin's naked buns - targets an older female audience. They may see it as unbearably cute, filled with ridiculous coincidences and laced with performances that - like the obnoxious soundtrack music - overstate the mood.

Boston Globe Wesley Morris

Blithely inept.

TV Guide Maitland McDonagh

It's tough going relieved only by some lovely Irish scenery. -

Entertainment Weekly Lisa Schwarzbaum

FYI, there's zero chemistry between P.S. I Love You's two commodified headliners. P.S.: The plus in the harsh grade goes solely to the divine Lisa Kudrow, delivering desperately needed laughs as the twitchy widow's husband-hunting best friend.

Austin Chronicle Marc Savlov

Almost insufferably sufferable. It's a chick flick of the tallest order, with schmaltz galore and the sort of ongoing romantic hubris that practically screams, "This is codswallop, right?"

Los Angeles Times Carina Chocano

You could go see P.S. I Love You, or you could hit yourself on the head with a meat mallet -- it depends on the amount of time and money you want to devote to what amounts to roughly the same experience.

San Francisco Chronicle David Wiegand

P.S.: It stinks.

New York Post Lou Lumenick

A protracted piece of schmaltz, P.S. I Love You looks like a hand-me-down from Sandra Bullock and Drew Barrymore.

Film Threat Matthew Sorrento

Lisa Kudrow, the designated comic relief, has never been so consistently unfunny, and Gina Gershon looks uncomfortable in every (pseudo-)inspirational moment.