(Another title possibility was This Story is Not Based on True Events.) The beauty of the ending is in how it contains shards of reality, but expands them into strange, surprising shapes, like blowing hot glass. The finale picks up right where the penultimate episode leaves off: Arabella and Terry (Weruche Opia) are at the bar, Ego Death, and Arabella sees her assailant, David, back at the scene of the crime. After all this time, all this waiting, what does she do? The finale answers that question again and again and again, in various scenarios that grow more surreal and challenging with each iteration. The first scene is pure revenge fantasy: three women doling out justice like vigilante crime fighters. The second is another twist: David has a breakdown in the bathroom stall. He becomes more metaphorical, a manifestation of her trauma rather than a real person. The third detaches further from reality Arabella buys him a drink, and they make love, with her penetrating him in her bed.
In the final beat, Arabella decides not to return to the bar. She chooses, instead, to spend time with her friend and housemate Ben.ĭuring the first of seven interviews I did with Coel about I May Destroy You in May, she wanted to know whether I had watched the finale. (I had only watched six episodes at that point.) We couldn’t really talk about the show yet, she said, because the entire thing had to be seen in the aggregate - all of the journey, its pitfalls, joys, and tribulations. She wanted the viewer to feel how she felt when she finished writing the piece, and in some ways, how she had brought peace to her own life. “I, Michaela, have had to let it go,” she said.
Okay, so let’s talk about the ending! How did you start writing it? I could let go of the trauma and I would still be here.” “I had to let it go, and realize that I was still alive if I let it go, and the trauma did not need to define me. I was in Michigan, and I remember writing the final episode, and I had an ending. I had told the couple that lived in the big house that I was writing a story on sexual assault. I was thinking about these scenarios where I could get justice, and I would put them forward to Sally when I saw her.
“Sally, how about this? Here’s a way where no one has to die but there’s still justice.” And I would see her reaction.
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