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Much like the book, the plot is essentially a wisp, and Byrne is far too luminous for her sad-sack role. But Juliet still feels winning; the small, sweet grace note on a familiar melody.
New York Magazine (Vulture)
It’s everything a mainstream rom-com should be but no longer is — literate, unpredictable, full of bustling tangents.
The Film Stage
There is a quality to these performances and an earnestness to the filmmaking that’s more than enough to recommend.
It’s a winsome screwball love story that grows on you and takes you somewhere charming.
The Hollywood Reporter
Juliet, Naked never truly achieves comic lift-off. Instead, it bumps around from one mild laugh, awkward encounter and bewildering decision to another without ever building up an exhilarating head of steam.
Rose Byrne is appealing as a sympathetic, patient person finally sensing she deserves more from her life. But for a film that critiques men’s inability to let go of childish things, this cutesy adaptation of the Nick Hornby novel feels a bit like a fantasy version of how adulthood really is.
Sadly, even with the contributions of four screenwriters and the still underrated talents of Byrne...it simply doesn’t work.
The film is loaded with inconsequential detours and questionable and inconsistent character psychology as it stumbles awkwardly to its foregone conclusion.
Welding the flow and logic of a romantic comedy to the faintly ridiculous soul of a melodrama, the film is never clear about whose story its telling, or what it might want for them.
It’s unfortunate that Byrne’s offering such a tremendous performance in a film that is, to put it as bluntly as possible, so very dumb.
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