And so, the almost total annihilation of the epilogue suffocated me.
However, when I watched little Toby pick up the razor and walk towards Todd, I saw a kind of determination and relief in Todd's slightly raised face.
Blood gushed from his throat, and the movie ended in our sighs and grief...
Who would hate this murderer Todd?
Who would not mourn his death?
Our dear Todd, it's just that he was born in the wrong era...
Through Todd's story, what we see is the end of that society.
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