I love a sentimental rom-com as much as the next person, but halfway through this I was wishing I was the one that could lose my memory from the point of walking in. Their first romance was a little quirky, but slow and I certainly wasn't excited about going through it again sans the quirky-artist personality. It was just... slow. And I don't think anyone around me was any more enthused than I was about whether they got together or not in the end. I was rooting for Scott Speedman at one point, anything to make it get there, wherever there was, faster.