This had to be one of the easiest "elevator pitches" ever: dude kills himself over a girl and is consigned to an alternate reality populated with nothing but other suicides; hijinks ensue. The concept is certainly memorable, but for me the filmmakers fell a little bit too in love with their material and couldn't quite bring it all together into a cohesive movie.

A world full of suicides certainly generates sympathy (and morbid curiosity) for the viewer, but to make a good movie writer/director Goran Dukic would have to walk the slimmest of tightropes: making us root for characters who we believe are capable of suicide. As a result, any twinge of cuteness or optimism (and there are lots of them in this movie) feels kind of disingenuous to the material. But then again, trying to make this into a Lars von Trier movie would've completely undermined our little love story. It just seems that, in order to be believable, the characters needed to be far more... sullen? Solipsistic? I don't know. But the point is that I could only go so far in my emotional investment in the story as it was told.

But with all that being said, I can't say that I'm sorry I'm saw this one. There is still a lot to like about it: a lovely scene where our hero has dinner with an entire family of suicides definitely stands out. The movie may not have worked for me as a whole, but that doesn't mean that I would discourage anyone from seeing it. If you can meet the filmmakers halfway in buying into the tone that they set, then I think you might enjoy it a good bit more than I did.