My Missing Valentine is a charming, cleverly constructed romantic comedy that shows a natural reverence for the art of comedy. Deploying an effective panache to complement its fantastical conception, My Missing Valentine features the assured vision necessary to pull off a film with such a heightened conception and low-key subversive sensibilities. When you step back and think about it, My Missing Valentine's narrative doesn't make a whole lot of sense. It could be interpreted as immoral or perverse for those so inclined, and yet the film balances tone so effectively and is so assured in its directorial vision, I couldn't help but fall victim to its warm embrace. Oscillating seamlessly between playful comedy and heartfelt drama, My Missing Valentine's narrative prowess is more rooted in its structural subversion and general creativity than narrative coherence. Toying with the fine line between predatory, and effectively crossing it only to revert back through temporal displacement, My Missing Valentine is such a strange, infectious, compelling comedy that provides ample opportunity for discussion.
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