REGRETTING YOU (2025) Josh Boone / Screenplay by Susan McMartin based on Colleen Hoover’s novel of the same name / Cinematography: Tim Orr (2.35 : 1) / Design: Brittany Hites / Edited by: Marc Clark & Robb Sullivan / Music by: Nathaniel Walcott / Acted by: Allison Williams, Mckenna Grace, Dave Franco, Mason Thames, Scott Eastwood, Willa Fitzgerald, and Clancy Brown / Countries: USA & Germany / Distributor: Paramount / Rating: PG-13 / Length: 116 mins.
There are few things worse than missed opportunities, but Josh Boone’s Regretting You whiffs at least a dozen of them without so much as a hint of regret. The fault is not in the stars; the three leads (Allison Williams, Mckenna Grace, and Dave Franco) share a producer credit, always a healthy indication that their interest runs deeper than a “gun for hire” assignment.
A pre-credits flashback finds Jonah (Franco) pondering aloud how it is that he and Morgan (Williams) are both currently dating their mirror opposites. Jonah hooks up with Morgan’s sister Jenny (Willa Fitzgerald), ostensibly to have an excuse to pine over his future sister-in-law.
On the night in question, Morgan pockets a home pregnancy test at a mini-mart, the positive results of which are determined in a gas station lavatory. So close are the two friends that Jonah learns of Morgan’s pregnancy before the news reaches her boyfriend Chris (Scott Eastwood).
Drop the needle 17 years into the future to find Morgan and Chris married (with child), teenage daughter Clara (Grace), and a recently reunited Jonah and Jenny unmarried (with toddler). News of an affair between Chris and Jenny sets the melodrama in motion when a car crash claims the lives of the covert couple. It also leaves the field wide open for Morgan and Jonah to hook up before the final fade. Okay, fine: no bad stories, only bad storytelling. It’s the clumsy manner in which we arrive at that conclusion that serves to crater the narrative.
It must be an extreme challenge for an actor to play a character simultaneously wracked with grief, wrought with the pangs of first romance, and looking to first experiment with marijuana at, of all places, a funeral service for her aunt and father. Given the depth of her betrayal, it’s not hard to imagine Clara hopping into boyfriend Miller’s (Mason Thames) truck and making an early exit at her father's funeral. What doesn’t compute is her inexplicable decision to deem the occasion right to take her first toke off a joint. If ever there was a time for human emotions to take a backseat to comic relief, it's this. Boone regrettably lacks the stylish cojones needed to pull this off, and points his narrative away from a tawdry Douglas Sirk melodrama and into the safer direction of date night romcom. And in the end, nothing says nothing like a lazy, woefully impersonal pan up to the sky to ring down the curtain.
I was first blinded by the glint of Mckenna’s gold in her uber-precocious performance as a pint-sized prodigy in Gifted. Of her work in Troop Zero I wrote, “Her name is Grace, her performance an anything but graceful non-stop smile producer (from) one of the most improbably adorable child stars this side of the Fanning sisters.” In I, Tonya, Captain Marvel, Scoob, and Malignant she played characters whose screen credits all started with "Young." With over 60 movies, television, and voice roles to her credit, the most prolific actress of her generation here loses her PG-13 virginity in terms of character and the ability to open a picture. Rating: **
REGRETTING YOU (2025) Josh Boone / Screenplay by Susan McMartin based on Colleen Hoover’s novel of the same name / Cinematography: Tim Orr (2.35 : 1) / Design: Brittany Hites / Edited by: Marc Clark & Robb Sullivan / Music by: Nathaniel Walcott / Acted by: Allison Williams, Mckenna Grace, Dave Franco, Mason Thames, Scott Eastwood, Willa Fitzgerald, and Clancy Brown / Countries: USA & Germany / Distributor: Paramount / Rating: PG-13 / Length: 116 mins.
There are few things worse than missed opportunities, but Josh Boone’s Regretting You whiffs at least a dozen of them without so much as a hint of regret. The fault is not in the stars; the three leads (Allison Williams, Mckenna Grace, and Dave Franco) share a producer credit, always a healthy indication that their interest runs deeper than a “gun for hire” assignment.
A pre-credits flashback finds Jonah (Franco) pondering aloud how it is that he and Morgan (Williams) are both currently dating their mirror opposites. Jonah hooks up with Morgan’s sister Jenny (Willa Fitzgerald), ostensibly to have an excuse to pine over his future sister-in-law.
On the night in question, Morgan pockets a home pregnancy test at a mini-mart, the positive results of which are determined in a gas station lavatory. So close are the two friends that Jonah learns of Morgan’s pregnancy before the news reaches her boyfriend Chris (Scott Eastwood).
Drop the needle 17 years into the future to find Morgan and Chris married (with child), teenage daughter Clara (Grace), and a recently reunited Jonah and Jenny unmarried (with toddler). News of an affair between Chris and Jenny sets the melodrama in motion when a car crash claims the lives of the covert couple. It also leaves the field wide open for Morgan and Jonah to hook up before the final fade. Okay, fine: no bad stories, only bad storytelling. It’s the clumsy manner in which we arrive at that conclusion that serves to crater the narrative.
It must be an extreme challenge for an actor to play a character simultaneously wracked with grief, wrought with the pangs of first romance, and looking to first experiment with marijuana at, of all places, a funeral service for her aunt and father. Given the depth of her betrayal, it’s not hard to imagine Clara hopping into boyfriend Miller’s (Mason Thames) truck and making an early exit at her father's funeral. What doesn’t compute is her inexplicable decision to deem the occasion right to take her first toke off a joint. If ever there was a time for human emotions to take a backseat to comic relief, it's this. Boone regrettably lacks the stylish cojones needed to pull this off, and points his narrative away from a tawdry Douglas Sirk melodrama and into the safer direction of date night romcom. And in the end, nothing says nothing like a lazy, woefully impersonal pan up to the sky to ring down the curtain.
I was first blinded by the glint of Mckenna’s gold in her uber-precocious performance as a pint-sized prodigy in Gifted. Of her work in Troop Zero I wrote, “Her name is Grace, her performance an anything but graceful non-stop smile producer (from) one of the most improbably adorable child stars this side of the Fanning sisters.” In I, Tonya, Captain Marvel, Scoob, and Malignant she played characters whose screen credits all started with "Young." With over 60 movies, television, and voice roles to her credit, the most prolific actress of her generation here loses her PG-13 virginity in terms of character and the ability to open a picture. Rating: **