The two meet by chance inside a convenience store and, incredibly, sparks quickly fly as boxes of condoms fall on them. The biggest problem is that there is absolutely no iota of romantic chemistry whatsoever between Kendrick and Rockwell. Together, they dance, they do comedy, but not for a moment would you believe that they would fall passionately in love with each other.
To begin with, Kendrick is definitely not leading lady material. We’ve seen her doing the lead roles in “The Last Five Years” and “Into the Woods” (where she was a lackluster Cinderella) and she’s really better suited to playing supporting roles (as she did in “Up in the Air” where she got nominated as Oscar best supporting actress.)
The script tries hard to be screwball funny and kooky cute but it just doesn’t work. Truth to tell, the leads and all the supporting players all appear so dumb and revolting. The situations are stylized but they come out forced and unbelievable. The movie’s Spanish director, Paco Cabezas, is obviously no Quentin Tarantino. He just can’t mix romance and violence convincingly, even if the body count is very high and blood is flowing freely.
