Just watched episode 8 of The Watchmen and I thought it was an exceptionally beautiful depiction of grief. It reminded me of the Feist lyrics - the saddest part / of a broken heart / isn’t the ending / so much as the start - and one of the things I hashed out dealing with death anxiety. Yes - everyone will die, yes, you can have a joyful life anyway. Would definitely recommend. Planning to watch the final episode tomorrow…