Love, Rosie movie review: Two friends can’t tell they love each other till they are over 30
Star Cast: Lily Collins, Sam Claflin
Director: Christian Ditter
WHEN two people who have been friends since they were 5 can’t find a way to tell they love each other till they are over 30 — despite several failed weddings and relationships, a couple of pregnancies and medical emergencies, flights up and down the Atlantic, and the quaint English countryside and the nice people therein urging them along — they better be interesting enough to let us forgive that oldest movie trick in the world.
No threat of that here.
Alex (Sam Claflin) wants to do medicine, Rosie (Lily Collins) hotel management, and both prefer each other’s company though neither is lacking in attention from the other sex. One such dalliance before they both fly off to Boston for further education leaves Rosie pregnant. Alex heads for Harvard, and for some reason not entirely convincing, Rosie decides to keep the baby. Her parents, living on one income, that of her father as a hotel janitor, welcome her with open arms. The pregnancy and later are a similar walk in the park for Rosie and daughter Katie, despite them now surviving on her chambermaid’s pay. The film throws few clouds into this film’s consistently sunny tones except for a few former friends who are climbing up the social ladder compared to Rosie.
But then, it is these sidekicks who pack in more colour, especially the leggy, blonde, perfect and presumably rich wife Alex acquires in America, and the shocking-red-hair, pierced hotel receptionist who provides Rosie a shoulder to cry on back home.
Early on a condom gone literally wayward, explaining the pregnancy, promises a more adventurous film than it eventually turns out to be.
But what do we know? It is Valentine’s Day weekend after all.
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