Critic Reviews

If there’s a chink in your emotional armour, there’s simply no resisting what this film has to offer.

Indecision and miscommunication, it turns out, are timeless. Sexiness less so, with Jones and Rizwan not quite able to summon the smouldering chemistry of Woodley and Turner.

The Last Letter From Your Lover is a pleasant watch, and will charm romance enthusiasts.

Even when the story falters, or becomes astonishingly silly, there’s still plenty to keep you gazing at the surface.

Ultimately The Last Letter From Your Lover is exactly like the beach read from which it was adapted: lavish, breezy, and inconsequential.

Across the film, director Augustine Frizzell balances a dynamic aesthetic energy with a generosity of spirit.

If you are in the mood for a "they don't make movies like that anymore" movie, meaning soapy melodrama with enough glamorous glow to keep you from thinking too hard, then The Last Letter From Your Lover might do the trick.

[The] story never fully comes into focus. You catch glimpses of it in between the busy, mechanical lurchings of the plot, in the swirling movement of a camera pan and the ardent commitment of the actors.

In short, it too efficiently glosses over multiple plotlines to have much of an emotional impact. What remains are mostly generic beats. Still, the formula is engrossing enough, and its midcentury vintage appeal — the pillbox hats, headscarves and swanky soirees — is particularly seductive.

The Last Letter From Your Lover is a charming look at two love stories, and while it's hardly anything new, the film holds plenty of warmth.