My Crazy Love movie review includes minimal spoilers. I had trouble sleeping tonight, so I got up and looked for something to watch on Netflix. The first recommendation on the page was for a documentary called Crazy Love. I didn’t know when I started watching it that it would qualify as a “weird movie,” but I suspected that it might be, because it was listed as a “mind-bending” documentary. (I don’t know exactly what Netflix means when it calls a movie mind-bending, but a lot of the movies that come up for that also appear on a lot of weird movies lists.) Since I knew nothing at all about the subject of the movie, it had a few surprises for me.
The only plot information I’m going to reveal about the movie Crazy Love is that it’s a documentary about an obsessive relationship between and older man and a younger woman. That’s all I knew going in to the film, and to maximize your enjoyment of the movie, I’d recommend not spoiling it any further than that.
The first 30 minutes of Crazy Love left me thinking, how dull–what’s so mind-bending about this?
Of course, figuring out the answers to what’s so mind-bending about the movie didn’t take long, although the movie has at least two surprises. (Don’t try to hard to figure them out.)
If you’re from New York City, then you probably already know the true story behind this movie. And if you watch some daytime television, you might have seen the subjects of the film on television a few years ago. At any rate, the movie is questionable in terms of how it presents the people and their actions in the film. Many think that the documentary Crazy Love is far too sympathetic with at least one of the main characters. I’m not going to judge the movie based on that. As an aesthetic experience though, the movie was well-made indeed, and it’s well worth watching.