Everything, Everything is the definition of 'fine.' It's a perfectly serviceable teen romance with a unique-ish premise that gets undermined by a problematic twist. The whole 'mom has been medically abusing her daughter through fabricated illness' angle is... a lot, and the movie doesn't really deal with the psychological fallout adequately.
The critics weren't impressed (45% on RT), and even audiences were lukewarm. That 2.7/5 on Letterboxd is particularly telling—this is the kind of movie that seemed okay in theaters but hasn't aged well at all. It's already feeling dated just 8 years later.
If your teen is into Nicholas Sparks-style romance and YA adaptations, they might enjoy it. The leads are likable, it's diverse casting, and it's age-appropriate. But there are so many better options in this genre (The Fault in Our Stars, Love, Simon, To All the Boys). This one's forgettable comfort food at best, with some genuinely questionable messaging about medical abuse at worst.




