This is a movie that could have only been written by a man, and I'm embarrassed for everybody associated with it. It's rare for me to go this route, but I dare you to watch the first five minutes of this movie without losing every single ounce of respect for the male lead after this:

Her: "I'm not happy."

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Him: "Why didn't you just tell me this?"

Her: "I've tried to. Every time I try to talk about my feelings you get mad."

Him: "That's because your feelings are fucking bullshit."

LEAVE HIM.

LEAVE HIM.

LEAVE HIM.

He legit goes from the fight that ensues over her expressing a modicum of disappointment in her life to talk to his best friend who is another bastard who doesn't know the basics of sex education.

This is practically three movies. One movie is in the past about when they were getting to know each other, which this movie (also in the first 5 minutes) UNIRONICALLY framed as him "wooing her," an ACT which he feels no obligation to continue even when all she was asking for in the beginning was ONE thing done by him for her with nothing to gain in return.

The second movie is Mollie trying to figure out why she's so unhappy as she fights constantly with her emotionally abusive, gaslighting boyfriend who takes every minor expression of negativity about their relationship as a stab in the back. This, of course, because this is written by the man, resolves with her realizing that he's a good person underneath it all and that they can work through the problems that HE ALONE GENERATED. I just can't get over it: HE IS ALL FLAWS. This movie's idea of equity is contrasting his dehumanizing attitude to the women in his life and extreme pettiness with the ONE flaw that women are NEVER allowed to have: the flaw of being picky. Yeah, she has standards and knows what she wants. Boo fucking hoo for the misogynous pig she's shackled herself to. Oh yeah, and they have makeup sex rather than talking through issues because of course they do.

And then there's the third movie about a man whose girlfriend expresses that she's unhappy, so he goes off the fucking deep end and starts whining about his ex-girlfriend. Fuck, I didn't even mention: Mollie's idea of them taking a break ends with her getting a random dick pick from a married ex-boyfriend that she didn't want, and a trip to her parents' house. HIS IDEA IS TO HAVE AN AFFAIR. NO CONSEQUENCES. DOESN'T EVEN MENTION IT AT THE END WHEN, IN-UNIVERSE, HE RECONCILES WITH MOLLIE ABOUT AN HOUR AFTER LEAVING THE OTHER WOMAN (without sleeping with her, but that's not the point).

Taken completely out of context, there are some cute moments and certain flashbacks are pleasantly romantic, but that highlights how far this terrible man and their toxic relationship has dragged Mollie down.

LEAVE THIS FUCKING TOXIN IN YOUR LIFE, MOLLIE. GET OUUUUUUT.