It's easy to fall for 'Broken Hearts Gallery'
If Geraldine Viswanathan's bubbly spirit could be bottled and distributed, the world would be a much brighter and funnier place. A breakout in the 2018 high school comedy "Blockers," Viswanathan's radioactive charm and charisma powers the winning romantic comedy "The Broken Hearts Gallery," the debut of writer/director Natalie Krinsky.
With pluck and wit in spades, Viswanathan's character, Lucy, is a classic rom-com heroine whom audiences will instantly fall for. She's a kooky, quirky art gallery assistant in New York City with a penchant for sentimental souvenirs that borders on hoarding, the kind of leading lady with whom one can identify, or fall in love, and in the best case scenario, a little bit of both.
It's Lucy's open heart, often broken, that is the fulcrum of Krinsky's film. After an embarrassing work incident and subsequent breakup with her suave superior, Max (Utkarsh Ambudkar), at the tony Woolf Gallery, Lucy descends into a depression surrounded by all her stuff: old tchotchkes and trash that remind her of her many, many broken hearts, mementos of the past that ensure all of these old loves were real, at one point. Her roommates Nadine (Phillipa Soo, outfitted in gloriously Sapphic '70s duds) and Amanda (Molly Gordon, delightfully sociopathic) demand Lucy get rid of it all, but where to put it?
Enter Nick (Dacre Montgomery): a dreamer in his own right, pouring his blood, sweat and tears into a ramshackle brick building he plans to turn into the Chloe Hotel. Nick and Lucy keep running into each other after she mistakes his car for a ride share, and soon, she's swept him up into her tornado of oversharing and whimsy. She devises a plan to display her mementos in a gallery inside the hotel, along with a donation system, providing a space for collective catharsis and a home for all the symbols of relationships gone by.
While the story is formulaic at times, peppered with implausible coincidences (as most rom-coms are), a somewhat ludicrous but inoffensive twist and a heartstring-tugging backstory, "The Broken Hearts Gallery" works due to its cast, particularly Viswanathan, but also Soo, Gordon and Montgomery, who is too sweet and pretty to read as anything but pure. Ambudkar gets to play against type as bad boy Max, but his innate swag is subsumed by the character's classic jerky stereotypes.
The lush production design by Zazu Myers, especially in the Chloe Hotel, and rich cinematography by Alar Kivilo make for a colorfully saturated fantasy of New York City that elevates the film. This is a big, juicy rom-com that has proven to be a rare entity these days on the big screen, though it plays just as well on the small, so please exercise caution when deciding whether or not to venture out to the theater at this time.
"Show me yours, I'll show you mine," is the ethos of the Broken Hearts Gallery, espoused by its proprietress. Sharing is caring, and as Lucy embraces the broken heart she wears on her sleeve, it becomes her greatest source of love, strength and creativity. "The Broken Hearts Gallery" is a celebration of vulnerability as a key component in matters of romance and of self-love, a notion that proves to be a moving message indeed.
'THE BROKEN HEARTS GALLERY'
Cast: Geraldine Viswanathan, Dacre Montgomery, Molly Gordon, Phillipa Soo, Utkarsh Ambudkar, Ego Nwodim, Bernadette Peters.
Directed by Natalie Krinsky.
Running time: 1 hour 48 minutes.
Rated PG-13 for sexual content throughout and some crude references, strong language and drug references.