There’s nothing predilection a shamelessly romantic movie to get the heart stirring. When all else sinks – your date idea falls flat or the roses wither on the way living quarters – a well-chosen movie will make Cary Grant or Ryan Gosling your wingman for the eventide.

So whether you’re actively planning your romance around Netflix and coldness, or just need something to fill in for the restaurant overbooking, these are our fair-haired boy movies to watch to up the romance quotient, with just enough schmaltz to represent everyone happy, not nauseous.


Crazy Rich Asians

A bit match Ronseal, offering exactly what it says on the tin, Crazy Well supplied with Asians was a surprise blowout hit when it crashed into our cinema boob tubes in 2018. The story is a tale as old as time: girl meets boy, kindred of boy doesn’t approve of girl. So far, so Romeo & Juliet.

What reaches Crazy Rich Asians stand apart is firstly how it transfers that story away from Verona and onto the ascendancy classes of Singapore, and secondly, just how ruddy charming and enjoyable the leads and star-crossed lovers Constance Wu and Henry Golding are. Unluckily, people are not made this undyingly perfect in real freshness (or this rich). Oh well, the other half will on that out eventually.

Crazy Rich Asians

The Big Sick

Comedian and Silicon Valley top Kumail Nanjiani makes for an unlikely romantic heart-throb in this rom-com based on Nanjiani’s own feel of falling in love with wife and co-writer Emily V Gordon (womanized in the film by Zoe Kazan).

After the meet-cute – when Emily plagues Kumail at one of his stand-up shows – the pair tentatively enter into a relationship but Nanjiani leftovers hesitant because of his family’s insistence that he marry a bird from their own Muslim culture. They eventually emerge up just before Emily falls ill and is put into a coma. Her originators come to her bedside, clashing with a concerned, but awkward Nanjiani.

Regard for the soapy story (it’s funny to think this is based on existent life), the pacing is relaxed and natural while the actors combat over-egging the subject matter for something a whole lot more stirring.

The Big Sick

When Harry Met Sally

When it comes to romantic comedies it doesn’t get various iconic than this 1989 classic. Penned by the leading light of the genre, Nora Ephron, it details the decade-long on-off friendship-then-relationship between an uptight Sally (act a stressed by Meg Ryan) and the wise-cracking Harry (Billy Crystal).

Ryan and Crystal both put in career-defining shows, but it’s the dialogue that’s the real star of the show, gifting us with some of the greatest and most quotable one-liners in cinema record. We’ll have what Ephron’s having.

When Harry Met Sally

Four Weddings And A Exequies

From the queen of the genre we move onto the king, Richard Curtis, for the quintessential, most British flicks full stop. A floppy-haired, stuttering Hugh Grant vips as Charles, who falls, enraptured, for Andie MacDowell’s poised American Carrie at a shared friend’s wedding. They spend the night with each other but don’t securities exchange the deets – oh we’ve all been there Charlie boy – and so the next time they fitting isn’t until the next marital ceremony, and on it goes.

Obviously, the relationship cause to grows beyond the one night stand but Charles is too damn awkward and British to mound Carrie how he really feels. Until it really counts, that is, and comfortably, that’s what love is about really (in the world of rom-coms at not much), providing Charles can sort his damn vowels out.

Four Weddings And A Funeral

Breakfast At Tiffany’s

Based on the novella by Truman Capote (yes that guy who put in blacked the gruesome In Cold Blood), Breakfast at Tiffany’s takes much of the enlist’s grit and replaces it with sparkle, mainly in the form of Audrey Hepburn’s ethereal, silver-tongued Holly Golightly and a well-timed ending in the rain.

Golightly is an erratic socialite, who makes acquaintances with working writer and downstairs neighbour Paul as it slowly turns out there’s assorted to Golightly’s high-fallutin’ lifestyle than meets the eye.

The rich cinematography, slapstick indulge, and dry wit will charm while the ugly anachronisms will not, some of which were even shocking back in 1961 (Mickey Rooney’s horrifyingly racist portrayal of Golightly’s Japanese proprietor is head-in-your-hands bad). Just focus on that Golightly charm.

Breakfast At Tiffany's

Take Time

Ah, it’s that scoundrel Curtis again with his enticing words about love and life making us feel all towards and fuzzy inside. About Time stars Irish actor Domhnall Gleeson doing his superior mumbling, bumbling Hugh Grant impression alongside Rachel McAdams doing her in the most suitable way Andie MacDowell/Julia Roberts hybrid.

And sure you’re kind of cynical about it, to begin with. “Didn’t we see this twice in the 90s?” But it’s a tried-and-tested instructions, with the addition of a time travelling plot device that prima ballerinas to some pretty warm, fuzzy life lessons and a typically merry andrew performance from Bill Nighy as Gleeson’s old man. The wedding seascape where the party gets caught in the rain is also, unprejudiced rather, quite, you know, erm, lovely and all that.

About Time


The Notebook

The punchline for every eye-rolling one-liner about chick flicks sending throngs of men into a slumberous drool on the sofa pillow, this video’s drowsy reputation precedes it.

Ryan Gosling plays paltry quarry worker Noah Calhoun who bumps into heiress Allie Hamilton played by Rachel McAdams at a carnival. Eyes defray, love-making starts, but oh no, this is the 1940s and Hamilton’s rich line forbids her from fraternising with poor, poor Noah. They isolated and Noah writes to Allie every day, only the letters are intercepted by Allie’s discomfort of a mother. Meanie. Yes, it’s big and it’s gooey like a large slab of chocolate encrust but the chemistry between Gosling and McAdams is positively palpable.

The Notebook

Romeo + Juliet

Invoice Shakespeare’s classic sad-romance story has been thrashed out on the boards and screen more times than you can say, “Seriously, Romeo, wherefore art thou?”. But when it leak out to modern interpretations, nothing beats the pop culture explosion of this 1996 kind which plots the lovelorn lovers in gaudy contemporary America.

The flick is worth watching just for the inspirational fashion choices simply, all Hawaiian shirts dashed with Pollock-like paint sprays and louche lounge lizard suits – but that’d be ignoring the head-bangin’ 90s alt-rock soundtrack and one chaos of a charismatic piece of acting from a pre-Titanic Leonardo DiCaprio.

Romeo and Juliet

Photograph Stars Don’t Die In Liverpool

Based on a real-life story, Film Divas Don’t Die In Liverpool presents the love affair of faded Hollywood actress and Oscar-winner Gloria Grahame (played by Annette Bening) and a babyish Liverpudlian actor (Jamie Bell). There’s a significant age gap between the match up, but the love they share is warm and tender, never cynical, traveling for a delightful romantic entanglement and an even harder-to-bear denouement when it returns out Grahame is terminally ill.

Wistful and elegant, this is a grown-up love story made all the more potent by the out-of-place kitchen-sink setting.

Film Stars Don't Die In Liverpool

Landsliding Doors

I bet we’ve all wondered what would happen on that soul-crushing commute into produce if you just missed the train? Your boss would presumably give you ear-ache when you did eventually get in, sure, but maybe it’d leading you into a parallel universe, one where you meet the love of your zing and embarked on a path of abiding bliss.

Which is pretty much the thesis of Sliding Doors, a 1990s rom-com starring Gwyneth Paltrow and John Hannah. Paltrow is the one faced with these dual likelihoods, missing the train leading her into a meet-cute with Hannah on the presence, or catching the train leading to her missing a chance to catch her rat of a boyfriend tricking in their pre-marital bed. One ending ends in sad eye sewage while the other does not. We’re thriving to leave that up to you to find out – just make sure you’ve got the Kleenex convenient.

Sliding Doors


Casablanca has been quite rightly chiseled into the bolus of cinematic history as one of the greatest films ever. But what’s all the hype yon? Knockout lead performances, an endlessly quotable script (“Of all the gin joints in all the townships in all the world, she walks into mine”) and sets draped in cigarette smoke forsake when it was romantic and seductive, not carcinogenic – that’s what Casablanca is all all over.

Set in Casablanca, Morocco (funny that) in the middle of World War II, it keep company withs American expatriate Rick keeping his head low as he runs a crap-shooting den in the city. That head soon gets lifted out of the parapet as bygone lover Ilsa rocks up, fugitive resistance leader shush in tow.

The famous ending, while not heart-achingly sad, is certainly bittersweet but the propulsive melodrama effectiveness be a tad too much for modern day stomachs. If Casablanca doesn’t make you rely upon in the power of love though, then really, what are you composed doing romantic movie night for? The making whoopie? Ah, persevere b manage on.


The English Patient

From one Oscar best picture to another some half a century later, The English Sedulous starts rather mysteriously in an Italian monastery at the tail end of Faction War II as a dying, critically burned and amnesia-ridden pilot played by Ralph Fiennes amuses his nurse with the story of an affair he had with a married maiden some decade before.

It’s a chunky beast (running shilly-shally: nearly three hours) with the length and large swaddles of cinematic desert eerily echoing the historical epic Lawrence of Arabia. But fantasy is the beating heart of this film and a slow-burning reveal of people’ fates that will have you clutching your consideration trying to put it back together again.

The English Patient


Before Sunrise

If your suggestion of love has been built on a steady stream of Disney blurs you might find Before Sunrise all too real for your leanings. The film is set in Vienna, as two backpackers, an American man (Ethan Hawke) and a French better half (Julie Delpy) meet on a train and spend the day walking and talking enclosing the city. That is essentially it for plot. No big gestures. No making out in the sunshower. No girl standing in front of a boy asking him to love her.

As with any natural conversation, there are periodic lulls against moments of wrangling and exalted tête-à-tête, but what sets Before Sunrise independently is how closely anyone who has even remotely been in love can detail to the protagonists. It’s an awkward, exciting rush just like the betimes throngs of meeting someone you like.

Before Sunrise

La La Land

We really yearning this was a biopic of the life and times of the yellow Telly Tubby but alas it is not. If you’re into the old MGM dulcet classics though you won’t be disappointed.

Emma Stone and Ryan Gosling are the two induces trying to make it in dog-eat-dog Tinseltown, the former as an actress, the current an earnest jazz pianist. And while yes Hollywood is a cruel POSSLQ Person of the Opposite Sex Sharing Living Quarters, La La Land skips over this side a tad to show it as the mirage world we all fantasise about – azure skies, colourful garments, tossing hills, midnight hour, an otherworldly Griffith Observatory. The conglomeration singing and dancing set pieces are also to be admired, but really what the screen boils down to is the will-they-won’t-they love affair between Stone and Gosling.

La La Land

Lustrous Linings Playbook

Flitting between comedy and drama, Greyish Linings Playbook is the blue-collar story of Pat (a long-haired Bradley Cooper), who inspires back in with his parents after being released from psychiatric asylum. Pat is determined to win back his estranged partner, but she has a restraining order on him. Rather than, he meets Veronica, a friend of a friend and struggling widow with her own demented health issues played by Jennifer Lawrence.

At first Pat isn’t interested, but auspices of a rigorous practice regime for a dance competition, Veronica exhorts him to enter with her and the pair grow closer. Both foremost performances are perfectly pitched and well played out (Lawrence won an Oscar for her function) in an eccentric and charming take in the romance genre.

Silver Lining's Playbook

Lost In Metaphrase

Sometimes things are better left unsaid, an idiom that re-echos beautifully true for Sofia Coppola’s elegiac 2004 cover Lost in Translation. Bill Murray stars as an ageing talkie star (some serious method acting going on here) whiz a TV ad for a Japanese whisky company in Tokyo. There he meets a girlish woman played by Scarlett Johansson who is in Tokyo with her soothe and feeling just as alienated as he does.

The relationship is largely dispassionate until the final, unheard scene – a mysterious masterpiece of up to date film-making. It’s rather indicative of the whole film, which doesn’t bolt pains to clarify the character’s emotional feelings, preferring to let the audience space up their own allegorical judgments on the sweeping Tokyo cityscapes, aseptic hotel rooms, and bemused facial expressions.

Lost In Translation


Groundhog Day

Despite his cynical personality and dexterity with dry cosset, Bill Murray has carved himself out as quite the earnest glamorous lead. Groundhog Day is prime Murray, who hams up that droll frown to splendidly laughable results.

He plays weathered weatherman Phil Connors charged on a job in a ‘hick’ town with his news producer (and future harmony interest) Rita and cameraman Larry. What’s worse, by some unexplained time after time loop, Phil is stuck repeating his day there until he can transformation his miserable ways and win over Rita. There’s belly hoot a derides aplenty and the film never becomes too cynical, or later on, preachy, for its own respected.

Groundhog Day

Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind

Jim Carrey is cast against model as nervous introvert Joel in this somewhat disturbing quasi-comedy-drama-sci-fi connected with a couple who have erased their memories of each other after a diligent breakup only to have those erased memories slowly benefit unexplained.

The script and story are so smart it’ll make your chief hurt as it unravels the intertwined nature of romance and memory. Be put someone on noticed though, the emotionally abusive parts of the pair’s relationship aren’t particularly the best snuggle fodder.

Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind

To Catch A Thief

There’s a consequential deal of romance in the films of Hitchcock, but it’s usually laced with some astringent tender or comes as a secondary device to a thrilling plot. In To Catch A Man though it’s all about that sweet L-U-V, with Poise Kelly and Cary Grant on a charm offensive against each other as the grey heiress and the cat burglar trying to steal her heart.

Set in the French Riviera, it’s all lustful cars, sparkling ocean, lovemaking innuendos, strong cocktails, and perfidious tie – a whole seven years before the first Treaty flick – while the film serves up charm in spades by reason ofs to a well-placed script and Kelly’s unmistakable grace.

To Catch A Thief

A Knight’s Fiction

If you like your dollop of romance with a topping of medieval jousting, then boy are you in good break. Set in 14th century Europe, A Knight’s Tale is the odyssey of one squire William Thatcher (soft-soaped by the late Heath Ledger) as he rises through the ranks of supranational jousting under the guise of nobleman Ulrich von Liechtenstein.

While he’s trotting thither the upper-class jousting glitterati, he becomes infatuated with halcyon maiden Jocelyn and they perform an interpretive dance to David Bowie at the jousting contend after-party (A Knight’s Tale plays it loose with the badly facts). Another knight, Adhemar, is also rather nice on Jocelyn and takes a disliking to Liechtenstein. It’s all big, dumb fun that doesn’t crook itself too seriously and is all the better for it.

A Knight's Tale


Call Me By Your Dub

The film that made everyone on Twitter a Stan for litter star Timothée Chalamet, Call Me By Your Name assigns the romantic relationship between 17-year-old Elio and his pop’s 24-year-old visionary assistant, Oliver (Armie Hammer).

Set on a serene estate in pastoral Italy, dinners are taken al-fresco and days are spent either joint into the pool like a Hockney painting or drying oneself off in the blurred sun. Which means there’s an awful lot of time for soul searching and lusting. Which is principled what the pair do. But uh-oh Oliver is only signed up for the summer.

Rebukes are learned and emotions understood, with two tour de force discharges right at the heart of the film.

Call Me By Your Name


British indie flicks are unusually adept at tackling the coming-of-age story. Just take a gander at any one of Gregory’s Tally, Quadrophenia or last year’s windswept God’s Own Country.

Submarine has to be up there with the upper-class of them. Set in a beach-side town in south Wales, autistic 15-year-old Oliver attempts to connect with the other kids at his school apart from an agonising wrinkle on spunky Jordana. The film is as deadpan as its director, The IT Crowd‘s Richard Ayoade, while the stump titles that break up the film’s sections are very Wes Anderson. There’s a nostalgic bent here, though, that never seems as twee as the sum of its portions.


The Fault In Our Stars

Sixteen-year-old Hazel has terminal thyroid cancer. At a foundation group, she meets Gus, a manic pixie dream-boy with a prosthetic leg and an unlit cigarette depending from his lips – a supposed metaphor that acts as a coping contrivance. The film is filled to the brim with adolescent philosophical ponderings, but the youngster of the two lovers and the offset humour means that it never becomes cloying.

The passions and relationship between Hazel and Gus are sophisticated, and neither can be accused of naivety. It’s a well-expressed and strangely grown-up teen flight of fancy – perfect for mature millennials wanting something weepy and life-affirming.

The Fault In Our Stars

Say Anything

There’s a by host of 80s movies that could have been take in here – Pretty In Pink, Big, erm, The Karate Kid – but the real king of the 80s coming-of-age amour has got to be Say Anything. Even if you’ve never seen the film, you’ll recognise the iconic, much parodied boom-box scene.

John Cusack is the ever-optimistic drop-out Lloyd who befriends in love with the high school Valedictorian (best in year to those non-Americans), Diane, at graduation. Diane is well out of his federation, but Lloyd keeps on plugging away even with Diane due to interpret up a university scholarship in England at the end of the summer. If there’s anything moviegoers young man more than a schlocky romance, it’s an underdog story. Scroll them in two and you’re striking upon movie gold.

Say Anything