7 for the movie (5.5 for the first half, 8.5 for the second), 10 for Jean-Louis Trintignant

Happy End is a study of every dreary hue in the pallet of misery. It's as though Haneke sucks the energy from every scene and then displays the brittle remains as still lifes so still they're, in fact, dead. At least the name was on point, because I was truly happy when this movie ended.