‘My Fault: London’ Prime Video Movie Review - A Tumultuous Tale of Love, Family, and Decisions

When I sat down to watch My Fault: London, I expected a British romantic drama with a bit of flair. What I got was a chaotic cocktail of romance, family drama, and suspense that kept me glued to the screen—sometimes out of intrigue, other times out of sheer disbelief.

Let’s start with the positives because, surprisingly, there are quite a few. Asha Banks as Noah delivers a performance that is both vulnerable and fierce. She captures the essence of a teenager thrown into unfamiliar territory, balancing the excitement of new friendships with the weight of her troubled past. Matthew Broome as Nick brings charm and complexity to a character that could have easily been a cliché. Their chemistry is palpable, even when the script makes you question every life choice these characters are making.

London as a backdrop is a win. The film makes the most of its setting, offering viewers a visual treat with its blend of classic British architecture and modern city life. From bustling cafes to dimly lit alleyways, the cinematography gives the film a moody, atmospheric quality that suits its tone perfectly.

But for every moment of brilliance, there’s an equal moment of head-scratching absurdity. Let’s address the elephant in the room: the step-sibling romance. Look, I’m all for complicated love stories, but this one treads a fine line between edgy and uncomfortable. The film tries to justify it with sizzling chemistry and romantic tension, but it’s hard not to feel like you’re watching something that might be one family dinner away from complete disaster.

The plot, while engaging, feels like it was crafted by someone who wanted to fit every possible dramatic trope into two hours. Noah’s adjustment to her new life? Check. Forbidden romance? Check. A psychotic estranged father tracking her every move? Oh, absolutely. By the time Noah is forced to confront her past while simultaneously falling in love, I found myself wondering if this girl would ever catch a break—or at least get a therapist.

One of the biggest strengths of the film is its pacing—except when it isn’t. The first half moves swiftly, pulling you into Noah’s world and her tangled web of relationships. But the second half tries to do too much too quickly. One moment, Noah and Nick are sharing a quiet, intimate scene, and the next, we’re thrown into a high-stakes confrontation with Noah’s father that feels more like a thriller than a romance. The tonal shifts are jarring, making it hard to fully invest in any single storyline.

The supporting cast is hit-or-miss. Ray Fearon as William brings a grounded, calming presence to the screen, while Eve Macklin’s portrayal of Ella, Noah’s mother, feels underwhelming at times. You expect a mother-daughter dynamic that’s layered and poignant, but what you get is a surface-level relationship that leaves you wanting more. Enva Lewis as Jenna, Noah’s new friend, offers moments of levity and authenticity, but other supporting characters, like Jason Flemyng’s Travis, feel like they belong in an entirely different film.

Now, let’s talk about the writing. The dialogue swings between being painfully realistic and painfully melodramatic. For every genuine exchange that tugs at your heartstrings, there’s a line that feels like it was pulled straight from a teenage Wattpad fanfiction. There are only so many times you can hear characters whisper “I can’t stay away from you” before you start rolling your eyes.

Despite its flaws, the film’s portrayal of Noah’s emotional journey is commendable. Watching her confront her past, especially with the looming threat of her father, adds depth to a character that could have easily been reduced to a lovesick teenager. The film attempts to explore themes of trust, trauma, and resilience, and while it doesn’t always succeed, it deserves credit for trying.

The soundtrack deserves a mention—not because it’s exceptional, but because it feels like someone raided every Spotify playlist labeled “Emotional Teen Angst.” It’s not bad, but it’s so on-the-nose that you can’t help but chuckle when yet another melancholic indie track starts playing during an intense stare-off between Noah and Nick.

Technically, the film is polished. The cinematography, lighting, and color grading work in harmony to create a visually appealing film that often feels more sophisticated than its plot. However, the editing could use some finesse. Some scenes linger too long, while others feel abruptly cut, leaving you feeling slightly disoriented.

Ultimately, My Fault: London is a rollercoaster—sometimes thrilling, sometimes nausea-inducing, but never boring. It’s the kind of film that makes you laugh, cry, and occasionally yell at your screen, all within the span of a few minutes. If you’re looking for a perfectly crafted romantic drama, this isn’t it. But if you’re in the mood for a messy, emotional ride with a side of London aesthetics, it’s worth a watch.

Would I recommend it? Yes, but only if you’re prepared to embrace the chaos. It’s flawed, it’s frustrating, but it’s also oddly addictive. Just don’t blame me if you find yourself questioning why you’re so invested in the love life of two step-siblings while dodging a vengeful ex-convict.

Final Score- [5/10]
Reviewed by - Anjali Sharma
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Publisher at Midgard Times