I Guessed The Ending To ‘My Oxford Year’ From The Trailer (+ I’m Willing To Bet On It)

Sofia Carson is Netflix’s rom-com golden goose, and her fifth feature film with the streaming giant after the success of The Life List earlier this year, My Oxford Year, is primed to be the OTT event of the summer.

Not your typical book to film adaptation, screenwriters Allison Burnett and Melissa Osborne based the film on Julia Whelan’s novel, which in turn was adapted from an original screenplay by Burnett.

The official trailer just dropped online, and I already feel like I can see the ending coming a mile away. While these won’t be *official* spoilers, I have been known to ruin many a movie or TV episode with my “clairvoyant” abilities (read: ability to accurately identify patterns and anticipate tropes), so if you don’t want to take that gamble, this is the point where you should stop reading.

To clarify, I have not read the book, but I feel like I might as well have after watching the two minute and forty-second preview that reworks plot devices we’ve seen in plenty of rom-coms past.

American girl travels across the pond, meets handsome British man-slash-professor, begins a casual fling on the mutual understanding of her limited time in said foreign country, man ends fling prior to previously agreed upon expiration date, girl needs to unravel mystery as to why.

I’m betting, right now, that the mystery is he’s dying.

After Sofia’s character, Anna De La Vega, is seen having a tête-à-tête with a British girl we can only assume is a romantic rival or ex, who insinuates that Jamie, played by Queen Charlotte‘s Corey Mylchreest, has a history with casual flings, and warns Anna that “it’s not worth the pain”, we get a montage of Jamie pushing Anna away with a very cryptic rationale, but the ultimate clues comes in the form of super imposed text reading “Live every moment”, and a voiceover of Anna saying, “A succession of moments is really all we have, and I want mine to be with you.”

When we’re measuring time in moments, in the context of two thirty-somethings, it’s clear that at least someone doesn’t have many left. It’s giving Me Before You meets No Strings Attached meets Passport To Paris, which is okay, because those are tried and true formulas, but it just means we can see the ending spelled out for us. I’m still planning on watching the movie, even with all these cocky premonitions and prophecies, and if I hit the nail on the head, bragging rights will be mine to enjoy, but if I’m wrong, well there’s a whole movie to enjoy, and that’s not a loss either.

My Oxford Year premieres August 1 on Netflix. Check out the trailer below to make your own predictions.