The doomed romance “Like Crazy” creates an increasing sense of tension, a tightening in your gut. It makes you squirm in your seat — not because the angst of the young love depicted on screen is so vivid and relatable, but because these two people are so incredibly annoying together, you’d much rather see them apart. Actually, the scenes in which Anton Yelchin and Felicity Jones are living separate lives in different cities — on different continents with an ocean dividing them — make more sense. Sure, they had their fun, but clearly it’s not going to work, so it’s time to move on. Live and learn. Sunrise, sunset.