Haven't read any of the thread but I liked the ending. Well, not really. I found it very upsetting but I also found it realistic.
At first I tutted like: 'Oh God, what a cop out. He's going to be alive in Russia.'
But at the end I realised Tony was trapped in a hell of hope.
I took from it that Ollie was dead but that Tony couldn't accept it because there was no body. He drew the big-eared stick figure in the frost. I kept thinking: 'That boy is going to screw up the last picture from Ollie and throw it in the bin because it means nothing to him, and why should it?'
Sorry, if that's been said before. I'm sure it has.
I felt desperately sorry for Tony that he was clinging to that hope. It had echoes for me of the mother of a boy called Mark Tildesley who was abducted from a fairground in the Eighties and was most probably murdered by a group of paedophiles who were convicted of the murders of other boys. The other boys' bodies were found but Mark never was and she lived in hopeless hope.
She was endlessly pestered for interviews and endlessly pestered to give them in order to keep her hope alive.
I used to follow that case because it was one of the first big stories I worked on as a reporter. Watching last episode of The Missing made me realise I hadn't thought of her in years.
One day the endless pestering stopped and I didn't notice.
I've left her behind and moved on with my life - like the others in the drama did.
I'm not trying to be over-dramatic - sorry, if it's coming over like that - but it makes me so sad that she couldn't move on. But why should she? And why would Tony?
There were some niggles - Sylvie would have to find out the truth about Alain and I don't understand how, if Ziane didn't turn in the sobriety medal and , Georges knew about it. I realise that the eavesdropping prisoner might have tipped him off but really?
But all in all I thought it was really good.
Going back to read the rest of the thread now.