Critic Reviews

Exactly the sort of personalized, non-assembly line treat some audiences are always trying, in vain, to find.

The Bread, My Sweet is not for the cynical, who will doubtlessly find themselves gasping for air before the film's over and demanding a reality check of anyone who actually likes it. Their loss.

Yes, the movie is corny, but no, it's not dumb. It's clever and insightful in the way it gets away with this story, which is almost a fable.

A touching, sophisticated film that almost seems like a documentary in the way it captures an Italian immigrant family on the brink of major changes.

Think low-budget ''Moonstruck'' but think again: A regional dish in the most heartwarming sense.

Enriched by a strong and unforced supporting cast, "Bread" nourishes the heart, even if its fairy-tale ending feels tacked on and unnecessary.

Cynics need not show up, but if you're looking for a feel-good fairy tale, this one's certainly sweet enough to satisfy.

Lightweight but likable.

A rich but regrettably lumpy pastry, with moments of genuine drama redeeming an almost defiantly hokey plot.

Though The Bread, My Sweet is never even a little bit better than this description makes it sound, writer-director Melissa Martin's stagy, unattractive-looking film should at least get credit for going all the way with its manipulation.