Jessica_Rabbit69, you're absolutely right. It's a tragic ending -- she has shut down emotionally and has eliminated the possibility of any real connection with other human beings.
That image of her CUTTING the final thread of her final embroidery (the one activity that gave her pleasure and enabled her to use her creativity), and CUTTING off Morris at the knees to repay him for hurting her -- it's terribly sad.
I can understand the 21st-century impulse to see something satisfying in her independence, but nothing in the images or dialogue of the actual movie supports that view -- nor does anything in 1949 views of female happiness. And even a 21st-century movie could present us with a heroine (or hero) who cuts off the possibility of any warm, meaningful connection with others and thus leaves us feeling sobered and uncomfortable.
Mine is *not* an expression of an anti-feminist belief that a woman must have a man in order to be happy; mine is a humanist acknowledgement of the fact that we're hard-wired to have deep connections with others, and anyone -- male or female -- who can't make those connections suffers. It's a kind of malnutrition; it's dangerous to our health.
The niece and nephew, the cousin, the aunts -- these are not nourishing enough for Catherine. Even before her transformation, she was shy and insecure, unable (thanks to her cold father) to take the risk of opening up to, or feeling truly connected to, anyone, until Morris came along. And post-transformation, having inherited her father's poisonous views of humanity, she trusted no one and was not going to let anyone in. (She couldn't even allow that the maid had aid her a sincere compliment but instead accused the maid of flattering her to get a little time away from the house.)
Morris was the key to her being unlocked. (Which is one reason why her awful father, intent on denying her any joy, made that marriage impossible.)
All in all, a very painful movie.
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