My mother loves these “where are they now” endings on films steeped in reality. For her, they close up the characters into a tidy box to fit on a tidy shelf for better memory filing in her tidy brain. Hmmm, tidy brain sounds pejorative. I didn’t mean to call you names, Mom.
To me, it’s lazy filmmaking. If you wanted to tell us more about the characters, you should have added more scenes. Though I can imagine studios and editors aren’t keen on showing that the protagonist has spent the last twenty years on a farm just outside Peoria.
Before writing this comic, I hadn’t seen Hamlet 2, but I knew it existed. My dream of what it could be, but probably isn’t may have been inspiration for this comic. To my credit, I’d neither seen nor heard of Rosencrantz & Guildenstern are Undead, and it would be difficult to convince me that their movie is more worthy of that wonderful name than this comic.
P.S. That title and the bonus panel are both references to this glowing beacon of allusional art.