Considering it's built around a truly horrific incident, this documentary is bizarrely, improbably entertaining. This is in part because Klores and Stevens handle the mounting improbabilities of the story so briskly, relaying the corkscrew twists with the sort of breathless incredulity usually reserved for the most fanciful fictions. They also meticulously track the lurid tabloid interest in the affair. It's a reminder that the media has long been driven by base instincts and craven pandering.

"Crazy Love has a tabloid story to kill for, and a basic nonfiction form to snooze over." - Nick Schager

No idea what this was about before watching; it was all the better for it The talking heads format and slow start lures one into thinking it's a run-of-the-mill documentary. As it descends into craziness while keeping to the same format I found myself horrifyingly absorbed in this bizarre tale. The icing on the cake is when the end credits roll to the most inappropriate song imaginable. Raises questions about the nature of love; like evolution it adapts to survive in the harshest environments.

Whatever u do, avoid finding out anything about this bizarre tale that has 2 b seen 2 b believed. Starts off w/ a scream & after some minimal exposition on the players involved, the film hooks u in &won't let go. What could b constructed as a basic documentary is unfolded masterfully, as the director unspools a real-life narrative that no1 would buy as fiction. Using well-chosen songs of the period (often w/ a wink), as well as old photographs & footage, we get as close as possible 2 being there

This was crazy, alright. It's main subjects are incredibly unlikable and the movie is sort of depressing, but the story is definitely gripping.

Disgusting. Q: Do you dream? A: Not much. Says it all. I sincerely hope no messed up people see this movie. We live in a culture that has an unhealthy perception of "persistence" as it is.