Until he meets Pete (Darryl Stephens of Noah’s Ark: Jumping the Broom), a sexy magazine copywriter who we’ll just assume inherited the chic Philadelphia townhouse he calls home. It’s meant to be a one-night stand, until Jack comes back for a second night, and then a third. Pete’s been down this road before, Jack being the fourth “straight” married man he’s gotten involved with. “Stop fuckin’ around with these down-low motherfuckers!” bellows his bullying/supportive father (Richard Lawson). But no matter how loudly his father yells, Pete can’t say no to Jack, allowing the relationship to become a full-fledged affair, one the audience knows is doomed unless the two men deal with some shit.
This one has gotten
a lot of favorable reviews, and I really wanted to love it, or at least like it
a lot. Yet while the movie does have some worthwhile things to say—about being
true to yourself, about how the best choice isn’t always an easy one, and,
all-too-fleetingly, about race—I just never quite fell for it (hey, we can’t
always choose what we love). Spearman doesn’t spend much time developing the
central romance, instead focusing on the complications that arise from it.
That’s fine, but I still wanted something established between zero and
the first “I love you.” Instead, Jack and Pete are in love simply because the
screenplay says they are. The movie isn’t helped by a script that liberally uses tropes from
rom-coms and soap operas yet refuses to fully commit to them, resulting in numerous
scenes ending without any comedic or dramatic payoff.
From Zero to I Love You is well made on a technical level, with Spearman getting the most out of a small budget. The movie also benefits from some good performances, especially from Stephens and Lefkowitz. The weakest link is Bailey, who goes through the entire movie looking surprised he’s in it. When Pete dumps Jack in the second act (this movie at least subverts the third act breakup trope) for a trust funded, tattooed muscle bear (Adam Klesh, who, sadly, hasn’t done porn but has modeled for some artistic nudes), I became more invested in the movie simply because there was so much more chemistry between Stephens and the charismatic Klesh. Alas, the movie isn’t titled From Zero to ’Bye, Bitch, so this more compelling relationship isn’t the one that lasts.