I was quite sickened by the ending, actually. Not the "twist" ending... the stuff that came prior, chiefly Marion's infidelity. It's really disappointing because it was pretty damn engaging throughout and then Marion, a woman who takes thorough care of her loving husband, quickly admits to her sexual attraction to that thinly drawn buffoon, Granger, opening her legs in sexual ecstasy without any hesitation. Yeah, there were hints of their mutual attraction throughout: the deeply felt gazes, the acting sequences, the kiss after the first performance and the shouting match in the rain (although I didn't necessarily catch any romantic connection here). All that would have been fine, too, but for Marion to actually and impulsively act on such desires? Yeah, kind of ruined the whole film for me; it had been a naturalistic story about the survival of theatre against the backdrop of the cruelty of the second World War, about the people who pour their heart and soul into the theatre, about the relationships and drama in the everyday lives of these people, about how love for art can help one find spiritual peace and sanity in this cruel, heartless world. And then the adultery occurred and it felt tacked on and forced... how disappointing.
I will admit that I definitely thought it to be a blessing that the sappy, contrived hospital scene was just the characters performing another stage play. If that had been the actual ending, I'd have no words to explain the movie's dramatic fall from grace (well, even moreso than now).
6/10
Clear eyes, full hearts, can't lose.
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