THE source of this German/British co-production is a novel “Where Rainbows End” by Cecelia Ahern, about Rosie (Lily Collins) who at 18 had won a bursary that would let her accompany Alex (Sam Claflin), her best friend since they were five, now taking up a scholarship to Harvard.
‘Tis not to be. He goes, she doesn’t. They are well-matched misfits. Twelve years later, he’s as selfish and immature as he was when he went to Boston.
Rosie was a sweet ditz of the first water, seeing the world through rose-coloured glasses. After an end-of-school-year party, where she drank too much and had sex with Gary (Art Parkinson), Rosie presented at outpatients to have the used condom removed from her vagina, something any girl with half a brain could have, would have, done quick smart for herself. To her credit, she raises the resulting daughter more diligently than that unpropitious begetting promised.
In director Christian Ditter’s film’s 12-year time span, Alex marries twice and Rosie once, all made in haste and repented even more quickly. We know almost from the film’s first frame what will be happening in the final one. The journey between them is dramatically infantile. Lily Collins, quite pretty, plays Rosie with more flair than the role deserves.
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