P.S. I Love You is a bittersweet movie wrapped around eternal love and how to move on in life after death of a loved one. Holly [Hilary Swank] and Gerry [Gerard Butler] are two passionate, senseless lovebirds who find humor and comfort only in the arms of each other. But when Gerry dies of a brain tumor, Holly is forced to go on in this world alone and there is nothing funny about that.
Since his death--which by the way took place at a pub with liquor flowing an Irish tradition Holly became a living wreck, literally. To help her bring in her 30th birthday, her mother and friends show up at her place with gifts and love. To their surprise, they enter an apartment covered in filth with Holly dressed like Gerry singing tunes along with the tube. Although Gerry is not there he is indeed there in spirit. A tape recorder is attached to the box of the cake where he instructs her how to bring in her big 30 and a letter sincerely signed, P.S. I Love You.
That was the first of the many letters he sent guiding her through life without him. With his guidance, she takes a trip to Ireland and finds her niche in designing her very own shoes. She thinks she finds love too brought to her by Gerry but it was sadly mistaken for a great friendship in the making.
I think even describing the movie makes it more interesting than it actually was. The overral theme of the movie was great. I love the concept of the letters but the idea probably sounds much better if left on paper. But the thing that I did enjoy most about the movies was Hilary Swank’s attire. I loved all threads especially the coats. On second thought, I didn’t care for the shoes she designed either--a bit to extreme and not enough of a fashionable taste for me.
The people I enjoyed the most in the movie were the two friends, Denise played by Lisa Kudrow and Sharon played by Gina Gershon who brought out a comical balance in between boredom. If Gerry was alive then the movie would probably be much more interesting but then…there would be no letters and no need for P.S. I Love You. P.S. I left the theater disappointed because the movie could have been the ultimate ‘chick flick’ if the right directorial touches were applied.
