
It’s hard to watch Kids in Love and not want to punch nearly every single character in it in the face. Chris Foggin’s debut picture is teen wish fulfilment at its worst and has about as much depth as a puddle after a brief spring shower.
Rambles about the wonderful world of wrestling.

It’s hard to watch Kids in Love and not want to punch nearly every single character in it in the face. Chris Foggin’s debut picture is teen wish fulfilment at its worst and has about as much depth as a puddle after a brief spring shower.