Tonight I have discovered my calling. From this day forward, my sole purpose is to seek out and destroy every copy of the film known as “The Notebook.”
One copy of the script shall be kept under guard in the Smithsonian that it may serve as a warning to future generations.
The ending was decent, though. I think it was clear that both characters had to die. Before wiping this film from culture’s memory, I intend to search a DVD for an easter egg of the writer and director being executed in the street.