Trouble is a sampler of the kind of roles Roberts and Nolte should play more often.
| Original Score: 3/4
You can tell that they like each other by the way they hate each other. Shakespeare may have invented the recipe, Tracy and Hepburn may have refined it, but Nolte and Roberts certainly hold their own.
There's a pervasive romanticism in I Love Trouble that depends on the chemistry generated by Roberts and Nolte.
If you can get your head round the idea of Julia Roberts as a ruthlessly ambitious newspaper reporter, then there's plenty to enjoy in this frivolous comedy thriller.
| Original Score: 3/5
The picture works, thanks in part to actual chemistry between Nolte and Roberts.
Fluffy murder mystery-comedy with Roberts and Nolte in fun form.
| Original Score: 3/5
As clichéd as I Love Trouble is, it still manages to please.
| Original Score: 2.5/5
No one expects movies like this one, set as it is in the largely mythological world of fiercely competitive daily newspapering, to be realistic. But neither should they be as flaccid and unconvincing as what we are presented with here.
Generic as its title, I Love Trouble is like a Xerox of a copy of a facsimile.
| Original Score: 2/4
Again and again, the I Love Trouble script takes us deeper and deeper into the machinations of a high-tech company when what we want to see is Nolte and Roberts outfox each other.
| Original Score: 1.5/4
Is there chemistry between Roberts and Nolte? Not really. This by-the-numbers production is more like math than chemistry.
| Original Score: 1/5
It's like the worst possible Newman-Redford vehicle: the script reduces the stars to twinkling mannequins, and their chemistry barely rises to the buddy-buddy level.
The lack of chemistry onscreen allows the paper-thin premise to collapse in on itself, and there's very little else left to salvage.
| Original Score: 2/5
Roberts and Nolte seem to go together like oil and water, and the convoluted conspiracy-crime plot keeps them a lot more occupied than us.
The running badinage of Roberts and Nolte lacks the tartness and bite that made those classic couplings and the old screwballs crackle with contentious wit.
Julia Roberts is the oddest of star commodities in Hollywood: a Lamborghini that few people know how to drive.
Straight out of the His Girl Friday school of newspaper romances, Trouble is anemically formulaic and completely uninspired.
Not even Roberts' trademark luminescence can save this one.