Most novels and films seem to run out of steam, yet the filtering process to have these things made at all is very strict. How can these two circumstances coexist, or, is my boredom a subjective experience?

My favourite stories - the ones I have read/watched twice+ and will likely revisit again (e.g Anna Burns' Milkman; Moshfegh's MYORAR; Thelma [2024]; Black Swan) are the ones that resist this Act 2 droop although none of them are perfect either.

You ladies are current favourite flavour of overthinker - Anyone got insights on this shit?