When it comes to romantic movies, I like them to be lovey dovey. I like it when two people meet and fall in love and I don’t mind if there is a bit of heartbreak either. What I don’t like is when a romantic movie is insufferable, contrived, and downright depressing. Chemical Hearts is the latter. Director/writer Richard Tanne is working off of Krystal Sutherland’s novel, which I have not read, but I hope it’s better than its cinematic adaptation. Lili Reinhart and Austin Abrams star as two brooding high school seniors, passionate about writing, and looking for comfort in one another. What divides them is a past tragedy, hanging over their love like a dark cloud, and constantly bumming out the audience in the process. Chemical Hearts is not the kind of romance movie that makes you fall in love again. Instead, it just might put you to sleep.