I know, I know. It's my problem. A wonderfully acted, beautifully shot, two and a half hour french "whodunnit" and I feel cheated.
Most viewers, from the reviews I've read on here, got everything and more from this years winner at Cannes. But not me. To my shame, I waited and I waited, for that jaw dropping twist that I felt I deserved. I even stayed for the entire credits in the vain hope that there was a hidden denouement. But no. All I was left with was, did she or didn't she? (or did he?) I have enough stuff to worry about and adding to it like this isn't helping. It's bad enough having to spend the last twenty years never knowing what happened to Tony Soprano, now I have to ponder the fate of Samuel Maleski too.
Most viewers, from the reviews I've read on here, got everything and more from this years winner at Cannes. But not me. To my shame, I waited and I waited, for that jaw dropping twist that I felt I deserved. I even stayed for the entire credits in the vain hope that there was a hidden denouement. But no. All I was left with was, did she or didn't she? (or did he?) I have enough stuff to worry about and adding to it like this isn't helping. It's bad enough having to spend the last twenty years never knowing what happened to Tony Soprano, now I have to ponder the fate of Samuel Maleski too.