Ryan’s review published on Letterboxd:
The film ends on an intake of breath, but we only get to see the inhale; only the beginning, never the end. This split-second, that can be so easily overlooked, perfectly encapsulates the entire film for me. The future is big and unknowable and there is just as much terror in the mystery as there is beauty. Lady Bird, or Christine rather, has no clue what tomorrow will bring her, what her relationship to her mother, and her relationship to herself, will be in the future. But she takes a step forward. She leaves the voicemail without fear.
In a moment that didn't make it into the final cut of the film, Gerwig writes that: "Christine listens and then cries, hard, and then starts laughing and singing along. It turns out that her life is just beginning." Lady Bird exists in the leap, rather than the fall. In the inhale, rather than the exhale. We don’t need to see what’s next because what’s next isn’t important. Everything is only just beginning.