Here's a true anecdote that happened in a Mexican cinema. Source: Trust me, bro. But it happened; I know it firsthand.

I know a female ticket seller from a franchise called Cinepolis that worked in the theater itself for those unable to previously buy the tickets online. A couple (a man and a woman) arrived to the theater, were looking at the choices, and finally were attended by the ticket seller. "Could we have two tickets for It Ends with Us, please?", they asked. The employee responded: "Well... Are you sure?", and they were like, "Uhmm... Yeah? We want to watch a movie?". She said, "well, I don't know about that... I could actually recommend you other films, like Deadpool & Wolverine", while pointing to her back which showed six different movie theater choices for that day. "Don't you wanna watch that?". The man of the couple said: "No, we already told you the film. Is there a problem?"

The employee says, "well, you know, this film has been a huge hit during the last two weeks, and I've been observing the attendees entering and exiting, particularly couples. After two-and-a-half hours, after the movie ends, most of these couples come out shouting at each other; they come out angry, fighting over it. I... am not comfortable selling tickets for a film that is making couples angry against each other. Wouldn't you prefer Deadpool & Wolverine?"

The couple is surprised, but the woman says: "Wow, really? That is really weird, but don't worry; we both want to see it."

150 minutes later, trailers and publicity included, they actually broke up.

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This is one of the cases where I'm absolutely torn between making a passionate dissection of everything that is downright stupid and factually incorrect about the film, and not wasting time at all, or better put, wasting more time than the one this unnecessarily prolonged travesty of a movie with zero knowledge about professional careers and personal relationships already stole from me thanks to the brainless imagination of Colleen Hoover who didn't even know that it takes an average of 15 years of post-high-school studies to become a neurosurgeon, OR, sharing my hatred with this community.

This is extreme Me-Before-You-tier cinematic bastardization.

The following movie is an insult directly targeted against:

-Directors
-Writers
-Book authors
-Actors and actresses
-Storytellers
-Editors
-Flower shop owners
-Flowers
-Parents
-Brothers and sisters
-White people
-Faithful couples
-Unfaithful couples
-Women
-Men
-Neurosurgeons
-Homeless people
-Friendships
-Intimate relationships
-Marriage itself
-Babies
-Domestic violence victims
-Domestic violence perpetrators
-Rape victims
-Clothes
-Chefs and cooking
-Food
-Stairs
-Anyone with a brain

A more detailed book could be made by actual domestic violence victims instead of someone that "based her experience on her parents", but above everything that is just plainly and disgustingly wrong with the film from both a moral and a subjective filmic standpoint, I utterly condemn the following to a much harsher extent:

-The fact that your protagonist has a name that crosses the line between parodic and moronic
-The idea that you can meet someone at a balcony like that after tresspassing
-The fact that she stayed with him after the first sight she had of him was him in an explosion of rage and kicking a chair
-The fact that the first kiss happens after 7 minutes because she felt alone, with him taking advantage
-The fact that she decided to kiss him after knowing from him that his disgusting words worked every time with every woman, and that he has screwed any woman he has wanted before (what the hell is wrong with this world? Women, elevate your standards, please!!)
-The fact that she entered into a physical and emotional relationship considering all previous points
-The idea that the romanticization and sugarcoating of actual domestic violence is OK for reaching a broader audience
-The inclination for the plot to convince you that she was right the entire time, or even worse, that she did the right thing at the end (going for another man that was equally abusive as the first one, and you have the restaurant scene as proof)
-The idea that this unstable and violent male character is beyond any forgiveness, chance or redemption after she was unfaithful to him right in front of his face, while the film doesn't even give him a chance to explore his own past that led him to his violent impulsiveness***
-The romanticization that being undecided between two men because you have daddy issues and being unfaithful will never backfire against you with consequences
-The fact that a key character of abuse, the protagonist's mother, is only explored tangentially and marginally, which is downright diminishing
-The conclusion that the female party was correct when factually both did wrong

***Violence is never justified, and his violent actions are unarguably condemnable, but domestic violence can also be emotional and psychological, in which case the female protagonist (I cannot have enough strength to avoid the cringe of saying her character name) is the perpetrator. As unstable as he was, he was actually trying to change.

-Quoting my mother: "She's the dumbest female character I have ever seen in a movie; this film has also zero idea about how domestic violence should be explored. She doesn't represent me! Also, that monologue at the end she gives to him which is supposed to be the "punchline" of the book and movie is downright false and hypocritical, and even if assuming such monologue was true, a man like him doesn't understand and accepts reality immediately, right on the spot, like a fairytale, let alone with a baby on his hands! She will be pursued and stalked; he won't be able to live alone without her. Was THIS a best seller? I can be one too, then! Also, how come a neurosurgeon was that young in the novel?"

-Quoting my fiancée: "I'm gonna give a hot take, Edgar, but both did wrong. Also, Lily is intolerable and immensely self-centered. I cannot identify with her character as a woman; she doesn't represent me as a woman. This is a female fantasy disguised as pseudo-feminism at the cost of correctly depicting greater issues at hand."

Masterful words by both.

The fact that the book debuted at number 1 on The New York Times Best Seller list during January 2022 and has over 1,000,000,000 of tags on Tik Tok confirms that humanity doesn't deserve to exist anymore (also please remind me of the age demographics of Tik Tok aka the cancer of the Centennial generation).

I was 18 when the first Twilight (2008) film came out. Not all young viewers might remember this, but the internet exploded with the meme: "Still a better love story than Twilight". Well, here it is, a worse love story than Twilight, where the 50 Shades of Gray become the 100 Shades of Sh**.

Can't truly wait for the Rapture to happen.

19/100