For some time, I've been contemplating about writing this. Actually,no that's not the point. I've always wanted to write on it since I saw it, but I just kept watching more and other movies,animes and it went under the rug. Not until,I heard my roommate talk about seeing a new my fault movie somewhere and I remembered it again.
Now,My fault is a novel turned movie... It originally has the Spanish version but this is a new type and more modern-ish if that makes any sense.
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The movie stepped into the world sometime this year and it was everywhere on my fyp. I don't know,my for you page literally be stalking and watching my every move and reading my mind because WHAT!? And it used to and still is a Wattpad book;) love Wattpad sm.
My fault(London) revolves around a girl Noah. Noah doesn’t want a new life. She doesn’t want a mansion, a new last name, or a stepbrother with sharp cheekbones and an even sharper attitude. But life;messy, inconvenient life,rarely asks for permission. And so begins My Fault (London), a film that dips its toes into forbidden romance, trauma, and rebellion, then cannonballs straight in.
Dragged away from her old world by her mother Rafaela, who’s moving in with wealthy boyfriend William, Noah finds herself planted in a luxurious London estate that feels more like a museum than a home. The chandeliers are nice. The silence is loud. And then she meets Nick,William’s son. He’s moody, mysterious, and seems to have a permanent appointment with danger. Also, he races cars at night. Of course he does.
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From the jump, Noah and Nick clash like oil and fire. But the sparks? Oh, they’re undeniable. What starts as mutual irritation slowly morphs into something charged, complicated, and very much not parental-approval-friendly. You’d think “don’t fall for your stepbrother” would be a universal rule, but here we are—side glances, late-night confessions, and a connection that feels as inevitable as it is impossible.
The film is careful with its revelations. Nick’s past? Not clean. Noah’s? Not quiet. They each carry wounds they pretend not to notice until the other does. Their relationship, while thrilling, is also their way of navigating grief, guilt, and growing up far too fast. There are threats from the outside,violent ones but some of the most dangerous moments happen when the house goes quiet and truths begin to surface.
My Fault (London) balances its chaos with surprisingly grounded themes: healing, freedom, and the sometimes-blurry line between love and escape. It doesn’t moralize. It doesn’t try to tie things up too neatly. Instead, it leans into the mess,the kind that comes from broken families, hidden pasts, and feelings you’re not supposed to have but can’t turn off.
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It’s not here to be subtle, and it doesn’t need to be. If you’re into emotionally-charged romance, a dash of street racing, and morally questionable decisions wrapped in beautiful lighting, this one's for you. Just... maybe don’t bring it up at family dinner.
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