Love stories in the movies, whether in the form of romantic comedies or more sentimental Nicholas Sparks-esque vehicles, have one similar device: the movie ends when the two love interests finally get together.
Usually, the couple has overcome obstacles that have kept them apart — either self-inflicted or environmental — and the movie closes when they are finally together, in each other’s arms, music crescendoing in the background as they start their new life together.
Romantic movies end there for one simple reason: what comes next is not romantic.
What comes next is bills and careers, crying babies and sleepless nights, and deciding whose going to leave work to pick up little Johnny from school.
What comes next is life, with its ups and downs, its highs and lows.
It can be messy, it can be complicated, and it is the reality that follows the fantasy at the end of the movie. Read more