Review: A breakthrough in 'Broken Hearts Gallery'

The 25-year-old Australian actress Geraldine Viswanathan, having already stolen movies left and right, more straightforwardly owns “Broken Hearts Gallery,” a glossy but spirited Gen-Y romantic comedy imbued with the wit and spunk of its young star.

Viswanathan was a standout in the 2018 comedy “Blockers” and the subtle linchpin of this year's “Bad Education,” in which she played an enterprising student journalist. She showed her dramatic chops in last year's coming-of-age drama “Hala,” playing a Pakistani American teenager. But Natalie Krinsky's “Broken Hearts Gallery,” in which she plays a more typical rom-com heroine, is the fullest view yet of Viswanathan's considerable charisma and talent. During a public meltdown in the film after seeing another woman cozy up to her boyfriend, she lays it out: “I know we have 10 years before we all drown in the melting ice caps but I swear the most precious resource is not the ozone. Oh no. It’s honesty.”

Krinsky, in her feature-film debut, wrote and directed “Broken Hearts Gallery," a film which opens in theaters Friday that was made available to review by digital screener. On the one hand, the film sticks faithfully to genre tropes. It's about break-ups and romance in a fairy-tale New York where young characters have absurd jobs like turning an old YMCA into a boutique hotel in Brooklyn. None of the movie's sheen or its sentimental story line leading to love will surprise you.

But Viswanathan, as an aspiring gallerist named Lucy who obsessively collects mementos of former relationships, enlivens the material, crafting a rom-com protagonist of constant humor and self-deprecation who endlessly spouts lines like, when her mind is blown by good news, “What, did I drop acid and this is my ego death?”

Lucy is uniquely fixated on heartbreak,...