never had a movie make me this angry before.

Rating: Null/10 (3 February 2017)

I am not prone to swear or violence or hyperbole, but when I got up from my seat in the theatre, my first thought was that I would love to find some way to tell the guy who created this picture a very loud epithet regarding his need to procreate with himself ! Then I thought about punching him in the face. I will gladly say the former, but the latter is, I'm afraid, just hyperbole.
You see, I'm old - 65 - and the visual beauty of this pic along with the fun music, singing and dancing (leads were acceptably weak in that department because their acting and the story carried them) and an old fashioned love story with a happy ending.....eeeeeee...screeching of tires here. Wait a minute - did you just say happy ending? Well, an old-timer who is carried along with this joy ride expects them to resolve career problems and we'll all be together forever leaving the theatre in these horrible these in which we are living with at least one good thing to smile and be happy about. That's what one is led to believe up to about 7 minutes from the end where you are sucker punched with a feeling of - wait a minute, what's happening here? uh oh. This is gonna end badly. No hold on - this dreamy sequence means this sly devil tricked us - they will get together - dreamy sequence ends - lovers look longingly at each other one last time - rug pulled out - the end. like I said - go procreate with yourself. yeah, yeah - I know - a tragedy reflects real life - Oscars don't give awards to musicals - bah.