The ending was a magnificent and wondrous art portraying all things, whether loved or hated, in a way that only he who understands them may find pleasing, enchanting, and indulging, for those who do not may find only misery and woe through their grief-stricken path towards a new home full of faith and cheer. The love portrayed is one pure, as the night under the lights of a dimly lighten but fully active city, or the clouds around the ever so full and lucid moon as it shines over the water of the late night sea, moving the waves to direct the poor fisherman back home to his darling wife.
The rest of it was funny as sh!t.