Sometimes life falls off its dreary grid and takes on the texture and flavor of strawberry chiffon cake. That’s kind of what happens when watching “Silver Linings Playbook”: The more this romantic comedy-drama about an ex-teacher with mental-health problems and the people around him progresses, the more you’re glad to be alive, gratified to be at the movies and ready to love the world.

I realize this is a monstrously contradictory statement considering that almost everyone in “Silver Linings Playbook” spend most of their screen time disturbed, disordered and confused. These people — a circle of lower-middle-class Philadelphia locals — have huge problems, mostly of the mental variety, and they can get pretty unpleasant.

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