I've always found it difficult to continue watching after the wedding
. . . or even the wedding itself, knowing what's coming at the end.
The second half of the movie is just such a downer. Okay, there's a reprise of Tradition, and Do You Love Me? is very nice and sweet.
But the pogrom, and knowing that that pogrom is coming, really puts the damper on the whole wedding for me. Perchik and everyone else getting attacked at the rally, Hodel leaving for god-knows-where in Siberia and singing Far From the Home I Love, Chava getting disowned, and of course, everyone being forced to leave the only homes they've ever known.
It's just one depressing thing after another.
I want the doctor to take your picture so I can look at you from inside as well.