A surprisingly enjoyable film about love, art, life and Death. Typically, films involving Death personified stray heavily into cliché. This one avoids all of the typical traps and ventures into its own territory at a lyrical pace. Particularly enjoyed the performances of the three leads: Dylan Taylor as the novelist whose number may be up; Meghan Heffern as his frustrated but supportive partner; and Melanie Scrofano as the sweetest incarnation of death this side of the afterlife. The actors seem to have found a very natural connection with each other. Smart, natural and thoughtful dialogue plays out against a backdrop of Toronto landmarks and a nice score to make for a very pleasing 90 minutes.
Review of A Sunday Kind of Love
