A story told through communications – texts, emails etc – about two people who keep romantically “missing” each other. It’s one of those tales where Boy likes Girl, Girl likes Boy, but they’re both two bone headed to see it. Add in an unexpected pregnancy and single motherhood and you’ve got yourself Where Rainbows End or Love, Rosie or Rosie Dunne.
The Good Bits
– When I was younger I toyed with the idea of telling a story through letters, but at that point I found it would be too expository, I’m glad someone found a way to make it work.
– We don’t often get a good story about that girl who got pregnant in high school, often they’re just trashy girls with throw away lines, so it’s nice that Rosie is getting a look in.
The Not-So-Good Bits
– The whole “That guy you loved in High School Loves you back” vibe. Perpetuating the idea that male and female friends can’t be just that is a problem that Hollywood just can’t get enough of. WHY CAN’T TWO FRIENDS BE JUST THAT??? While of course this is a Rom Com, I dislike the constant “different gendered people can’t be friends” schtick because it’s been done (dunne) about a million times. Do we really need any more?
-Ahern could have cut about 100 pages out of the book and no one would have batted an eye. A lot of people on the internet have compared it to the film, but I’m not going to do that, I’m just going to say that 50 years is a long time keep missing someone.
Thoughts from the Back Cover | Why this friends to lovers troupe bothers me so.
There are – like I said above – millions of friends to lovers in cinema. Harry Potter has two freaking versions of it. It is one of the most popular way to get a romance in a film. My favourite version of this probably Friends With Benefits because it’s a great film, but also because they don’t really miss each other. (well they do, otherwise the film wouldn’t have been made) but things resolve quickly. There is little to no angst and they are great friends through, like, the whole movie.
Where Rainbows End on the other hand has so much angst Oh. My. God. Was there a lot of angst. They lurve each other for almost 50 years before they do anything about it and that’s just rude. They’re assholes who ruin any chance of a relationship because they like someone else and haven’t the guts to tell anyone. So please, if you think you love someone, tell them, don’t just settle for the person who likes you. Get the one who likes you back.
From your friendly neighbourhood singleton.
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