The part in the end that my wife loves, and quotes repeatedly, is, when speaking of the wife, who is relatively clueless, the narrator says, "And she had died thinking the world a good place, full of loving and harmonious households like her own." We think the same, and it keeps us happy.
One of my favorite scenes:
"If we act in any other way I’ll be making you act against what I love in you the most….Don’t you see, I can’t love you unless I give you up."
Sorry, but I couldn't abide May. She knew much more than she let on and was ruthless in getting what she wanted. The lovers sacrificed themselves, in my opinion, for an innocence which never existed. They were the real innocents, and it destroyed their lives.
I have no doubt your own household is loving and harmonious, but hers was not. She was lying to herself in order to live with herself.
Btw, Scorsese says this is the most violent film he's ever made. If you think about it, you can see it's true.
Meanwhile, I've been watching crime serials, first "Thou Shalt Not Kill", from Italy, which is available on Amazon through the PBS subscription, and now the "Valhalla Murders" from Scandinavia on netflix. They're both good, but I'm getting a little tired of the fascination in the latter countries, and the U.S. for that matter, with serial murderers.
I know from first hand experience, not just studies, that you're infinitely more likely to be killed by a family member or close acquaintance. Although less jazzy, I like those character studies better.
Just my two cents, as always.
Also, I just finished up "Bloodlands: Europe between Hitler and Stalin." Can't recommend it enough.