May has just become a newlywed and a widower in the same week. Her rich husband drowns during their honeymoon . . . . Now with his passing she is now the heir to his millions and millions of dollars. As she is out partying and enjoying her rich new-found lifestyle, May has a slight brush with death and is given the so called “sixth sense.” She can now see ghosts with her left eye open.
This movie starts out making you laugh and giggle and you’d be sure you are watching a comedy. It changes, however, in an instance without you even knowing it. . . . None of the manipulation; it’s all storyline, character chemistry, and pacing. While the screenplay slacks too often, it’s quite forgivable, really. My Left Eye may be corny, it may be over-the-top, but it’s also oh-so-pleasant. Deeply profound and moving, this could just be brushed off as being a “chick flick” if it weren’t for the moments of outright hilarity in it as well. It asks of the viewer to believe in love, and if you’re capable of doing that, I promise that this will not disappoint.