I won't inflict the storyline on everyone all over again as it has now been covered many times but I felt a sense of betrayal at the end. During their friendship there were moments of great tenderness which bridged an abyss between two worlds that couldn't have been more different. Maybe the first time this has ever happened in the history of this earth. The beautiful moments when she reached out to him and felt secure on his arm or chest and then at the end when she needed him the most he watches her begin a night of being eaten alive by every nibbler in the sea! What kind of crap is that. Are we Capt Kirk now and the Starfleet Directive to never interfere? He goes back to his cozy beach house and feels sorry for himself. This film left me angry.
Review of My Octopus Teacher
