While I love Virginia Madsen, this movie is *terrible*. **SPOILER ALERT** What sober, responsible mother would let a complete stranger - slutty, no less - move into her home after a week or two, and then NOT get angry when the slutty stranger not only has unprotected sex with one teen-aged son, but forces herself onto the other one to have even more unprotected sex? NONE, that's who! I'm a fairly open- minded individual, but this film was like watching a train wreck that WANTED to wreck itself. I kept hoping it would get better, but alas, it did not (although I DID call it 35 minutes into the film, that Bette must have had a *really* crummy, unstable home life, why else would she be so broken and act the way she did. Normal people with normal lives don't behave that way). The ending is even more stupid. Ask any 18-year-old father if he's genuinely excited and ready to raise a baby. Better yet, have him babysit a newborn for two weeks. That should change his mind, toot sweet. I'd have given this craptastic flop Minus Ten stars, but there is no such option.
Review of Crazy Kind of Love
