a.k.a. How I learnt to hate cliffhangers
This post is based on a NaBloPoMo prompt: Are you annoyed by what you don’t know, or do you like a good mystery?
What I find annoying
When it comes to books and films, I do like a good mystery – unless it is unsolvable. Sure, I hate overexplaining – e.g. when a character explains the ins and outs of a mystery, especially when the explanations aren’t required because it was as mysterious as the writer(s) seem to think. But nothing annoys me more than to have a book or film end without a proper conclusion. I don’t want to spend sleepless nights wondering whether the spinning top ever stopped spinning, nor whether or not the heroin was indeed in love with her best friend and will spend the rest of her life with her. I need to know.