I guess I’m okay with merely watching people who survive a horrible experience. In some ways it’s also an effect of the Holocaust. There’s no way 99% of those survivors have some kind of meaningful ending to that before the Allies liberate them. It’s the endurance that’s fascinating, against all odds. It’s why we’re so fascinated by exploration sagas, and not so much whether or not they actually achieve their goals.
I guess I also don’t particularly need every story I experience to have an overt heroic arc, because after a while despite its inspirational intent it begins to seem false, especially if the way the story is told feels fake. It’s actually a better ending for a poorly told story to end with a deus ex machina, which then becomes a useful distraction, and itself absolves preceding events from their relative creative merit. Which in modern times has come to mean something other than it did in ancient times. We seem to prefer irony above all else, so that most of our heroic stories do seem false.