Two things that'll survive as Things Fall Apart - chocolate and happy endings.
According to a BBC report, Hollywood has traditionally been quick to employ artistic liberty and liberally sprinkle its annual produce with happy endings during times of gloom.
The BBC's calls this 'happyendification' and makes a perfectly pleasant fairy-tale ingredient sound like an embarrassing body condition.
Let me take a moment here to say I Knew It All Along.
It's time the contribution of escapism and the comforting predictability of stories to the collective human sanity is well recognised.
Hell yea we've earned it after living in reality the rest of the day.
Of course one (means I) shall be willing to appreciate (albeit slightly grudgingly) the (apparent) emotional depth and narrative intricacies of a tear-jerker and one (me again, with a Queenly disposition) will clap when it gets that Oscar.
But with the power to decide an ending for any fictitious expression, why not choose to brighten some dreamer's day. Leave the depressing stuff for Robert Peston, willya.
Thursday, 2 April 2009
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