Through My Window is essentially the Spanish equivalent of the After franchise. It’s a movie that looks great but feels a bit greasy once you look past the lighting. If your teen is asking to watch this, they aren't looking for a rom-com—they're looking for erotica.

The biggest issue isn't even the sex; it’s the framing. By positioning stalking and obsession as the foundation for a 'great love,' it sells a version of relationships that is more about possession than partnership. It’s mid-tier streaming fodder that’s more likely to spark a lecture on boundaries than any real cinematic joy.