To All the Tropes I’ve Loved Before: In Defense of the College Application Plot Twist

At the cross section of the high school and romantic comedy genres, which often blend into one, a mile-high stack of sprightly tropes amasses. Meet-cutes. Mean girls. Enemies-to-lovers. Nerds-turned-heartthrobs. These recurring motifs pile into a buffet of comfort foods, ready to be scooped into one narrative and consumed with a sigh of relief. They’re so appealing that they frequently flutter into the daydreams of one Miss Lara Jean Covey (Lana Condor), the girlish star of To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before. Since the very first installment of the Netflix franchise, Lara Jean has always been clear about her intentions: She wants her life to be exactly like a high school romantic comedy, full of radiant montages and witty flirtations. And her story fulfills every beat, even up to the pertinent final gesture in her saga—the unexpected college plot twist.
It’s become a common trope in many high school films and series, usually rom-coms: A protagonist pines to attend one college, a fantasy enacted by prestige, parents or, in one case, the promise that all Princes abide at Princeton. In Gossip Girl, as a popular example, both Blair and Dan await the day they’ll become Yale Bulldogs, forming an entire personality based on the eminent university. Only, neither actually enrolls at Yale. They both commit to NYU: Blair because she was rejected from Yale, Dan because it was a cheaper option. Though it’s swirled around the high school film genre for awhile, this trend has recently made a massive resurgence in movies (especially Netflix originals) like Work It, The Perfect Date, The Kissing Booth and most recently, To All the Boys: Always and Forever.
In the third installment of Netflix’s sunny To All the Boys trilogy, Lara Jean and Peter Kavinsky (Noah Centineo) will attend Stanford University together. It’s presented as a fact: He’s already in, thanks to lacrosse, and she’s bound to be accepted, right? As she lingers in the Stanford portal for her fate, Lara Jean fills the time by traipsing into her daydream world, mapping out scenes from her future with Peter. They graduate high school, then reside in an electric blue apartment together. After college, they’ll settle down, have a kid together… But then, Lara Jean receives a rejection letter from Stanford. Her plan unravels at once. If they’re separated, the fate of their squeaky little high school relationship is doomed.
That hopeless feeling is short-lived, thanks to a college acceptance at UC Berkeley—just an hour drive from Stanford’s campus. They can make it work! And then, strange news arrives in the form of a smooth purple envelope: Lara Jean has also been accepted at New York University. NYU as in New York City, thousands of miles away from everything she loves. Immediately, her answer is Berkeley. It’s not Stanford, but it is Stanford-lite and it is close to Peter. But on a class trip, just like she fell for Peter, Lara Jean finds herself with glossy eyes for New York. Besotted by the Big Apple’s individuality, Lara Jean wrestles with her options: Stay close to her West Coast family and boyfriend, or journey to a city that would grant her a new sense of creativity? To All the Boys 3 allows Lara Jean to grapple with this decision, an incredibly tricky one that feels almost immoral to place on teenagers.
Though it may be worn thin, the college plot twist feels less like a tattered, itchy sweater, and more like a well-loved, cozy collegiate fleece. The dreaded college decision weighs on high schoolers just like Lara Jean, a hefty verdict that will dictate the end of their teenage years and the dawn of their 20s. Parents, friends, significant others, teachers, and guidance counselors clash into one amalgamation of pressure on one kid. This choice will, according to many, also select your job, where you live and who you live with, how much money you’ll make, and if you’ll go to grad school. Then, as a thank you, you’ll have to say goodbye to the majority of your childhood friends and family. Ah! It’s all a little too terrifying to digest.