A romantic drama that could have been absolutely riveting but feels a bit short changed although it's a nice little film to curl up and watch on a rainy evening. The story switches between modern day as journalist, Ellie (Felicity Jones), comes across a series of love letters from the mid 1960s in her paper's archives and decides with the help of a nerdy colleague, Rory (Nabhaan Rizwan) to investigate their background; to the mid 1960's where Jennifer (Shailene Woodley), the wife of a rich businessman is recovering from a car accident in which she has lost her memory. Jennifer therefore has no recollection that she was having a passionate affair with Anthony (Callum Turner) and was on her way to run away with him when the accident occurred. The film delves into the misconceptions and quirks of fate that ruin the love affair whilst in the present day Ellie, herself a bit of a fuck up, begins to fall for Rory. This is all a bit Mills & Boon, but Jones is always watchable and Woodley plays the injured, physically and mentally, Jennifer with real earnestness. Unfortunately neither of the two love affairs covered by the narrative are told with any real depth and Turner especially is a bit one dimensional. The real tear jerk bit comes at the predictable ending. (Nice to see Ben Cross in one of his last roles before his sad death from cancer)