For about nine-tenths of this movie, I was thinking: yet another male protagonist with a saviour complex, couched in a nuanced narrative. "You've become a wrinkled, old spoilt kid with a withered heart. You act nice, but you don't think of others." This felt like the truth all the way to fifteen minutes before the film's end. The about-turn at the end was really quite sudden, not wholly well managed. The would-be murderess overplayed the pathetic heroine a bit, which contributed to the sense of suddenness. Emotional affairs are still betrayals though--implied but certainly condoned in the film.
