Melancholia is Kind of Brilliant

The entire movie's sole purpose is to extensively develop this cast of characters that I absolutely loathe. I hate them so much that by the end of the first act I've got a pounding headache. I hate them all. I hate them to my core. Even my base, human needs have peeled away so there can be more room for the hate. I don't want food, or shelter, or rest. All I want is for everyone in this movie to die horribly in the Fucking Apocalypse.

And then, guess what? The Fucking Apocalypse happens!

See? Happy ending. Brilliant.