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 MY FAULT


My Fault (Culpa mía) is a teen drama film directed by Domingo González, written by González and Mercedes Ron


When Noah is forced to move in with her stepfather and live an affluent life much different from her own, she can’t help but rebel and find her own place in the circumstances. However, hatred turns into something more the more they spend time with each other, all the while the two have to navigate more difficult situations with each other’s help.

My Fault, or Culpa mía, is that teenage flick that is just toxic to its neck without much direction in its runtime. It’s like everything and nothing all at once. It’s a cliched mess that feels great to watch on a rather boring day because, of course, it’s THAT movie. And honestly, it does a great job being that particular brand of movie; no problem, nothing too deep to think about, just a cliched story about Noah, who is forced to move into a rich man’s house. Oh, how will she ever survive with so much money?

But, of course, that’s not the problem. Her individuality is getting hampered thanks to the difference in lifestyles which is all fine and understandable but for some reason, she really hates everyone in the house as well. There’s some backstory there as well, but (not) interestingly enough, we swiftly move on to a rather curious part of the movie that swoops in too fast and leaves us furious.

The thing is, I can understand a teen flick without substance that we watch because of the attractive people and the less-than-intelligent storyline that provides a much-needed break from the bleakness of reality. But this shift of narrative oddly gels with Nick’s character, because he is, obviously, the bad boy, and makes us wonder where we are going from there.

 soon after that, My Fault zooms into another awkward plotline for no apparent reason and at a speed that will leave you feeling dizzy. It’s one odd scene after another strung together by passionate kissing and something a bit more than that. The storyline mainly consists of a lot of stepsibling physical intimacy which is nothing short of awkward although you do realise that these are (almost) adults who have becoming siblings thanks to their parents getting married. Regardless of the logic behind it, though, a certain section of adult films always does come to mind and mar the experience even more.

Of course, it’s not like the movie was destined for greatness without the awkward relationship dynamics. As I previously mentioned, the storyline is all over the place and unoriginal. There are a myriad things happening together without proper justification behind any of them. Why some people make certain decisions is also one of the major issues in the movie – but then again, these characters are the most cliched and boring people that you will come across with Noah getting a bulk of the background while Nick is just the angsty adult with boundary issues.

My Fault‘s myriad plot threads, in the end, get solved very conveniently. No one knows why or how, the police are mere spectators who (as usual) are unable to do anything or help anyone and as soon as it starts, the major problems in Noah’s life are solved thanks to the man in her life. It’s interesting to note that the movie wants us to know that Noah is “not like other girls”. She is spunky and what not. However, before soon you know you have been duped into watching et another YA fantasy wherein the woman can’t stay away from the hot-headed man with a flair for violence.

When it comes to performances, My Fault delivers the usual options of characters who require little to no contribution. Only Noah and Nick get some sort of a deeper character which they play with not enough passion. Most of the time their dialogue deliveries are abysmal and feel like they are simply reading off the script. Their physical chemistry is also quite dull, becoming awkward and uncomfortable when they need to do more than pushing their tongues down each other’s throats.

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