I love Ricky Gervais’s dark, sometimes sick, sense of humor, they hit so close to home. But the ending and the lack of examination of any kind on structural obstacles toward mental well being is disappointing, to say the least. This is after all just a temporary crisis, specifically, a cishet middle class white male’s temporary crisis.
It's such a contradiction. Whales belong to the wild, but the only way for ordinary people to get to know whales is through Seaworld. You cannot sacrifice either way.