It is the story that expresses love everywhere and in time. It tells of a love story that lies in the hospital. It is the story of a young man and a girl who meet in hospital after being diagnosed with serious illnesses that could kill their lives together. Now, the young man and the girl meet in the hospital to fall in love and complete the journey of romance in that infested place.
The plot twists make cystic fibrosis feel like more of a device to get the tears rolling than an altruistic focus. It's too bad, because Five Feet Apart" has enough going for it to suggest that it might have been better than the usual tearjerker routine.
That doesn't dampen the work of Richardson and Sprouse, or the romance at the film's center. "Five Feet Apart" works hard for its tears. But it's the honesty of the performances that makes it worth the investment.
There are many baffling things about the new teen weepie Five Feet Apart, but the most mind-boggling is how little it resembles itself in its unintentionally hilarious third act, when it completely comes apart at the seams.
Richardson may be the best thing about this Velveeta-slathered heap of lukewarm cliche, but she is merely a vicarious vehicle for thwarted teenage longing directed at the bad-boy dreamboat heartthrob of countless high-school-girl fantasies.
Rises far above terminally ill teen clichés for much of its running time thanks to a smart script and touching performances from Cole Sprouse, Moises Arias, and, most notably, lead actress Haley Lu Richardson.