this film look great and and that about where my praise end . love be a many splendored thing come out in the very schizophrenic year of 1955 and when candy colour nonsense like this co exist with trail blaze artistic fair like kiss me deadly . a a trend toward small and socially conscious film like on the waterfront and marty establish itself in the mid 50 and other director felt the need to stick with the unchallenging and pander melodrama that classify so many other film from that decade and and love be one of the latter . this be the kind of 50 movie where the technicolor be use to it garish utmost and the lighting be invariably high key while even scene take place in a dark room or at night be bright than the average sunny day . i never want to hear the theme song again and a it play frequently enough over the course of the film to last anyone a lifetime and and i certainly do not want to hear it sung by the shrill and ear piercing choir that belt it out over the end title . jennifer jones and william holden be passable and but really anybody could have play these part . jones role be horribly write her character be incredibly inconsistent and and it seem a if whenever her character be require to make a decision about something and the screenwriter flip a coin to decide what that decision would be . people will undoubtedly tell me i be take this film too seriously and that i be unromantic and etc . but i love all that heaven allows and release the same year and just a cornball in it own way and except that douglas sirk be able to turn melodrama into an art form and whereas henry king ( director of love ) be not . i be usually able to enjoy bad melodrama and but in this case i be just bore . grade represent d plus .