I didn't expect a lot from this film, but I thought it would be worth a try. There were about two points during the first 35 minutes in which I was going to turn it off. It wasn't that interesting, and it was slow-moving. But, I have liked some things Clare Danes has been in, especially Temple Grandin, so I stuck with it. About the time that Daisy starts to see some fruit in her teenage crush, it really picked up and I was glad I had kept watching. Soon after that, though, it continued to be disappointing. Jude Law's character is not consistent; sometimes he's nice, and sometimes his character is just dull. I don't think that was really in the acting of Jude, but more in the writing. This was the absolute worst acting I've ever seen Claire Danes. I bet she's embarrassed about this film now. She went from being, at times, a mature young lady to other times seeming like a nine-year-old, emotionally. Her acting reminded me of an 11-year-old in a school play thinking that she was acting, so she had to be dramatic. Claire has wild swings of being skittishly excited and kind of queer (in the "immature" sense of that term). Her voice fluctuations were hard to take. Oh, and then there's the plot. Lots of dream sequences that don't really fully connect and an attempt in the writing to connect two separate themes and three separate locations that just came off disjointed. There were scenes that just seemed to be bad editing, that didn't follow. Don't waste your time; see another Claire Danes film.

Seriously, after I watched it, and all I could think of was how hurtful to Daisy it was having such a grandmother, who constantly absorbs her life and makes her unwilling to connect to anyone else, and creating such snowball effect. "Weirdness" aside it's not normal anyone would pick a park, with your acknowledged beau nearby, to just ignore him and read alone. Why go there at all? She seemed more anti-social than shy. You'd also think that someone who read so much would be more tolerant to the fact that others may not enjoy books, and be more eloquent.Also the holocaust themes were badly tied into the movie, more like "hammered in", and some things don't even make any sense, like how that piece of paper got glued in her locked locker. Who would want to keep their stuff in those if they are that easy to open? the logical way would have been to toss the paper inside through the locker openings. But somehow they managed to find the time to leave class, bust open the locker during Daisy's gym class, glue it in, close it and....return to classes without their teachers noticing their absence? Even if we assume that they did get busted and lied about their whereabouts, it still doesn't make any sense they'd risk it like that.I still don't get what was the point of the movie, all I know is that I had a lot more sympathy for the holocaust survivor speaker, who only appeared a few minutes, than Daisy.

I was attracted to this movie because I like Claire Danes and Jude Law. I saw another Jude Law picture,Music From Another Room, and hoped it would be a splendid surprise as it was. I was intrigued by the relationship of Daisy and her grandmother, they were fun to watch together. But the rest was all a blur. We are thrown into a tumultuous situation without any facts and are supposed to figure out what is going on and at the same time care about the characters. You are supposed to have ill feelings about Daisy's parents when you see them all of 2 seconds at the beginning of the film. As an intellectual watch it was okay, but don't rent it for fun or to see either of the main stars, it's not worth it.

"I Love You, I Love You Not" is an ambiguous and confused movie about a Jewish prep school girl in NYC (Danes) who spends a lot of time hanging out and acting oh so very "girl" with her "nana" (Moreau) and falls for a too charming and over-acting Jude Law. A mess of a movie which spins nonsense around solid performances by Danes and Moreau, this flick has little to offer. Hey, if my grandma told me scary bedtime stories about the Angel of Death and the horrors of the holocaust at that tender age, I'd have issues too. Pass on this bit of fluff.