Love is not the solution to these characters’ problems. But love is there, right on screen. Right as advertised. Maybe a fancier title would jazz things up a little bit, but there’s no denying that the show delivers on that promise.
This show almost perfectly captures the chaos that is a real relationship. It's refreshing to see a more earthed portray of what love actually is, instead of the usual stock romance we see in Hollywood.
We’ve seen this kind of romantic comedy before. The pacing is very gradual, too. But Rust and Jacobs are each thoroughly endearing in very different ways. ... Another plus: Rust and Jacobs are surrounded by good supporting characters, including Mickey’s lovable and endlessly cheerful roommate, played by Claudia O’Doherty.
Just when you’re ready to break up with Love, it starts to works its magic on you, thanks to the charms of its cast and a suite of directors (Dean Holland, Joe Swanberg, Lynn Shelton, Maggie Carey, John Slattery) who have a knack for shining a light on the darker, comedic corners of human intimacy.
Love's most disappointing season 2 discovery is that it isn’t treating season 1’s pitfalls as faults, it’s treating them as features. You either love Love for its haphazard, sweeping dive into the cadence of modern romance, or you don’t. Nothing much is ever going to change about the show’s deepest, darkest imperfections.
'Love' gathers a very charming leading duo in a very interesting and funny second season. Although sometimes we can't take it too seriously, the fact is that Judd Apatow's comedy is actually pretty mature while approaching the immaturity of relationships.
I never was a fan of the Apatov movies. It's a kind of a blunt introduction, but I kinda like the show.
I mean it is ok.
There is more depth emerging from the more tolerant TV series format somehow than from Judd Apatov movies.
That is until you realize the one question always pushed forward is how much can you tolerate from one person before saying this is too much about one's behavior and giving up on someone somehow.
How much unanswered doubt can you tolerate about one's lover tolerance, or a friend for what it matters ?
I feel the show pushed the question too far for my own tolerance in the end.
Also, as always on Apatov's makings, the woman's behavior is questioned. The man having the nicer role.
So this is really the same Apatov formula declined on TV really.
The show also feels like a less brilliant version of 'You're the worst' when it comes down to drawing a broader view of 2 seasons of it all.
This is a solid show but too rigid once again, with the recognizable defects (for me) of all Apatov makings. Beyond the good acting, the writing does not seem to evolve fast enough really and realising You're the worst makes a much more fun version of the same subject kinda darkens the positive perception of the show which is still an ok distraction.
Though the cast and the writing can be charming at times, the whole premise is not even close to being believable, the main characters make my dog look like Einstein and the idea that either one of them could hold down a job longer then a day is beyond the pale. The show is called Love but the main characters are too needy and self absorbed to ever understand what love is, a more appropriate name for the show would be Neurosis. One can feel the talent that is in this show but only a major shift can stop it from ending up as a most annoying show.