You'll guess I'm not a huge fan of lit-fic, mainly because I like something to happen in a novel or film. I confess to a weakness, not for mindless explosions or car chases, but for derring-do and fights between the good guy (or gal) and the evil pirate/ hoodlum/ Nazi/ criminal-mastermind/ alien/ pick-your-force-of-evil. Preferably with swords. Hopelessly, hopelessly old-fashioned taste.
But all swashbuckling aside, art needs more Shape than life - which this film does have. Giving shape to life is the whole point of art. Art was invented because life is unsatisfying.
I, personally, also prefer a defined ending. You know that scene in Amadeus (great film!) when Saliari tells Mozart he should crash cymbals at the end of his music to: a) wake the stupid audience and b) signal the music was over, so they should clap? I'm not quite that bad. But it is nice, as a stupid, sleepy audience member, to get a hint a film is over. Just personal preference. With this film, the music gave a faint hint, enough so I could start to say, "No, they're not going to..." Credits roll. "...stop here! Like this?"
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