That was beautiful ...
I started watching it just to make sure it looked okay; I'd watch ten or fifteen minutes and then save it for Saturday family television. Twenty-five minutes later, my eight-year-old boy wandered in and cuddled up to watch it with me. We both sat, very entertained, but for perhaps different reasons for the remainder. That bit at the end actually had me burst out in tears. My son was a bit confused and asked lots of questions. "It was a metaphor. That bit never really happened. It just symbolized Hartnell's hopes for a legacy -- for being there at the birth of something bigger than himself. A tender bit of fiction that touches the heart and pretends the universe really does care now and then and lets a special few actually see how significant they really are."
He still didn't get it.
So ... time to pass it on to the wife. I'll let her watch it through to the end tomorrow. Hopefully, the little one won't give away the ending.
Five for five from me.