We're brought up on fairytales, on the premise of good always winning over evil and everything falling perfectly into place in the end. Some of us carry this idealised notion with us while others scoff at it and label it naïveté. Most of us are enamoured by happy endings and their transcendence. There is an inexplicable joy when, after overcoming the multifarious obstacles, things fall into place for the protagonist of our book or movie. Authors may be creating just a fictional world but the feeling instilled in us are very much real! Just try telling any true devotee of a fandom that "none of it is real, you know" when their favourite character dies and they are drowning in despondence (caution : this extremely dangerous stunt to be performed at your own risk!) Why then do so many classics, be it movies or books, seem to be tragedies, capable of inflicting pain on generations and are still talked about. We should ask ourselves, would the classics really be classics if they had all of the puzzle pieces fitting together perfectly? If Jack hadn't died at the end of titanic? If life hasn't constantly put up roadblocks for Catherine and Heathcliff? If Romeo and Juliet hadn't been star-crossed lovers, victims of a tragic fate? Sometimes, it's so blissful and satisfying to lose ourselves in a world unlike ours where things are just and fair and trauma-free (or traumas are resolved and end in unicorns and rainbows) and that develops an everlasting hope in us. While optimism is always healthy, delusions seldom are. Maybe the reason classics are so powerful is that they give us a harsh but honest view of the world, full of inexplicable and unexplainable happenings, where desultory events occur all the time. They stress on the point that while things may not work out the way we want and unspeakable tragedies may befall us, maybe life isn't about that. Maybe it's about not letting that define us and moving on any way we can. And after all, life is about making memories, the kind that shine bright even in the darkest of times, the kind that nothing can take away from us (except well memory loss or something..)! Maybe there's just something more memorable about a tragic ending.. a tale that isn't neatly tied up in bows instils a sense of poignancy in us even till years later, which is perhaps just a bit more powerful than the brief moments of satisfaction felt when things turn out the way we wanted. Good or bad can be debated endlessly for decades, but the prevalent fact seems to be that tragedy inspires greatness! What then does the majority of the audience actually prefer? Do they want an escape from reality where against all odds, happiness prevails or do people actually appreciate reality being translated in fiction... maybe a reminder that things don't always work out the way we want but all we can do is make the best out of anything that's thrown at us! You decide for yourself, while we go rewatch/reread everything to try and solve this dilemma!