The Sundance favorite movingly captures the fragility of love
Like Crazy, a touching and understated romantic drama from writer-director Drake Doremus, begins with a two-page handwritten note pinned beneath a windshield-wiper blade: an invitation for coffee from a girl (Felicity Jones) to a boy (Anton Yelchin), which concludes with the caveat, "P.S. Please don't think I'm a nutcase." She isn't, and he doesn't imagine her to be. Her name is Anna, and she is a British national and would-be writer completing a college degree in Los Angeles. His name is Jacob, and he is in the furniture-design program. Coffee evolves into dinner, which evolves into dates at the go-kart track and snuggling on the beach as the sun sets behind the Santa Monica pier. She introduces him to Scotch. He makes her a chair. Beneath the sheets, he asks, "What are we going to do after we graduate?"
The question becomes real all too quickly, as school ends and with it Anna's student visa. Just before she is scheduled to leave for England, the couple takes an overnight getaway to Catalina Island. But it turns into a too-long goodbye, clouded over by the specter of the separation to come. The next morning, Anna proposes an alternative scenario: She skip her flight and overstay her visa. Jacob is skeptical until she confronts him with an impervious argument: "We can stay in bed all summer."