As fetching as Roberta Weiss is - and she is extraordinarily pretty - this Canadian-made monstrosity is as vacuous and predictable as the Harlequin Romances it mimics. Even as a romantic chick-flick, it fails miserably. And a big anti-Oscar to the male lead, Marshall Colt, who wisely left the acting game a decade ago. It's watching laughable performances by pretenders like Colt that gives one an appreciation of real acting ability.
Review of Shades of Love: Tangerine Taxi
