Whaley nicely calibrates this wistful dramedy's emotional quotient, never allowing sentiment to turn into sap.

Ms. Meester and Mr. Shatkin mesh beautifully, so much so that you might feel a little cheated at the end.

Whaley aims high for this sort of material, but his film, sweet as it is, gets a little too precocious.

Shatkin is trying hard here, but Whaley’s overwrought script keeps the young actor from utilizing his charm; Reggie is simply difficult to be around, even as Meester’s Eleanor is expected to act charmed by all his quirks and issues.

Frank Whaley never gives these characters a humanizing moment outside of their default personalities, which turns them into cartoon impressions of the worst of each class.