"Modern cinema can be so obsessed with realism that it leaves questions unanswered, tangential storylines half-told and characters in more-or-less the same situation you found them in. Just like real life. Not so in the halcyon days of the silver screen; back then your character would follow a strict plot and inevitably find love, after which they’d have the good grace to let you know that everything had been happily resolved by dissolving into a giant 'The End' sign, usually with a trumpeted fanfare thrown in for good measure. The End is a beautiful archive of final credits that lets you relive those golden days of predictable storytelling. Ah closure, I’ve missed you old friend."
It's Nice That, Guardian: And finally ..., flickr
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