Quartile rating: 7/10 · 1 rating
It was a chance meeting started by one of Sol’s friends trying to chat up Jennifer. However, in the end, it was those two who hit it off. Sol enjoyed Jen’s smile, her effort, and how silly she could be. Jen enjoyed Sol’s cooking, his athleticism, and that he would join her in fun moments. As you can imagine, love bloomed, and things got serious. Jen’s investment in Sol led to her pushing him to follow his dreams and even move in to save money. Sol’s investment in Jen well, it led to him proposing. But what started as a liver tumor grew into full-on cancer, so with a diagnosis of 6 months to live, Sol and Jennifer try to make the best of it.
All My Life is a formulaic terminal-illness romance that hits every expected beat: chance meeting, blossoming love, devastating diagnosis, race against time. The cancer-drama genre is well-trodden and this film adds nothing distinctive to it — Novelty scores very low. The plot is predictable and emotionally manipulative in a by-the-numbers way. Acting is earnest and serviceable, with the leads delivering genuine emotion even if the script constrains them. Cinematography is unremarkable, relying on warm filters and soft-focus aesthetics typical of the subgenre. The ending is emotionally resonant and delivers on the tearjerker promise, which partially compensates for the formulaic journey to get there.