I wasn't lying. It was frustrating and I did want that ending that wraps everything up. At that moment I wanted it more than I should even admit. But it wasn't until the ending that I was totally crushed. It had me up until then. The same thing happened when Jonathan made me watch Red and Jean de Fleurette. I was pissed! But I was only pissed because I did not get what I wanted. There was no silver platter. Since, I still think about those movies and now own copies of Red, Blue and White.
I am grateful they were there to talk about it because what else can you do? I now have the answers in my head thanks to Bob and the girl that I was not too crazy about. Right now I am content with that and if I am wrong it still does not matter because "it's not the point." What if there was that ending that summed it all up? It would have been a great movie because we were had at every second. We were shocked and repulsed and we felt pity and pain and it really did make us think. We have that already. I liked her analogy about France and Algeria.
Cache.
Aren't you glad we were there?
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