Warning: This post contains massive spoilers for the movie The Discovery, which is now available on Netflix, and discusses the ending in detail. Reader discretion is advised.
Rejoice: Heaven is for real. At least, that's the theologically questionable premise of The Discovery, Netflix's new science-fiction brain-teaser starring Jason Segel (Forgetting Sarah Marshall) as the estranged son of a brilliant scientist (played by Robert Redford) who has "proven" the existence of an afterlife. A mass-suicide epidemic follows, with millions killing themselves in the hope of seeing the light on the other side. It sounds like hell on Earth.
Against this bleak backdrop, Segel's soft-spoken neurologist, Will, returns to life with his father in fog-drenched Rhode Island, where he falls for a woman with a dark past (Rooney Mara), participates in deadly-looking, Flatliners-y experiments, and gets caught up in a tech-mystery straight out of a Charlie Kaufman movie. Shit gets wonky.