Originally Posted by Rather Dashing
I simply cannot understand this. It's not a sad movie. The word I'd prefer to use, personally, is "somber". It's not an inherently happy film, as its cast is made up of Vaudeville performers after their craft has fallen out of favor, men out of their time trying to maintain a quiet dignity doing what they love even as they play to emptier theaters and live in seedy apartments that time forgot. But through this very real, very grounded setting, we find true human sweetness. I simply can't see this film as at all depressing. It has a quiet, somber ambiance in a dilapidated, dirty setting, but that's only the backdrop for a truly sweet story of human kindness, love, and a group of performers maintaining a quiet dignity well after their art has been forgotten. It's beautiful, and I felt a realm, warm sort of happiness after watching it, as the whole product was simply touching in a very genuine way.
I dunno. In the end it felt like the magician wanted to take care of the girl, but couldn't afford it anymore, while the girl herself had nothing but good intentions, but expected too much from him. When the magician left, it seems that the magician felt that he had let her down, and was a bit guilty (Well, that's the way I see it anyway.) Also, it kinda seems sad to me that the two's friendship ended quite abruptly.
I agree with everything you said, and yes, that's the beauty of the film, but in the end, I kinda felt sad on how things turned out.