Love Is News is just delightfully loud

Is it worth your time?

If you like movies where people talk over each other for 90 minutes straight, sure. It’s a breezy watch if you want something that doesn’t require a single brain cell to follow. However, if you have a low tolerance for 1930s-style shouting or plots that rely on everyone being a massive jerk, you’ll probably want to skip this one. It’s definitely for the fans of that old-school, snappy banter who don’t mind if the story is thinner than a piece of deli ham.

Tyrone Power is doing his best to be charming while basically being a professional stalker. I mean, the whole premise is him hounding an heiress for a story. It’s funny how they frame it as romantic. The way he just refuses to leave her alone? Modern audiences might find it a bit… yikes.

Loretta Young is holding her own, though. She’s got this way of looking annoyed that feels very real, like she’s just waiting for the director to yell cut so she can go get a sandwich. There’s a scene in a train station that goes on for a little too long. It’s just them pacing back and forth, and you can tell the set was probably pretty hot that day.

The pacing is honestly all over the place. One minute they’re in a high-stakes interview, and the next they’re just driving around, and it feels like the writers got bored and decided to just throw them in a car to see what happened. It’s not exactly The Lucky Horseshoe in terms of depth, but then again, nobody is coming to this movie for a history lesson.

Odd little things I noticed:

• There is a waiter in one scene who looks like he’s having a nervous breakdown, and he’s not even part of the main plot.
• The newspaper office looks way too clean. Like, dangerously clean.
• The hats! Everyone is wearing a hat, even when they’re just standing around in a living room. It’s exhausting to look at.

I caught myself wondering if anyone in this universe ever actually sleeps. They just spend the whole runtime moving from one absurd location to the next, arguing about nothing. It’s kind of hypnotic in a weird way. It reminds me of the manic energy in One More Spring, just with more shouting and fewer stakes.

Honestly, the movie gets a lot better once it stops trying to be a clever satire of the press and just leans into being a silly comedy about two people who clearly need to go to therapy. If you treat it like a background noise movie, you’ll have a great time. Just don’t overthink the ethics of it all, or you’ll be there all night.