Charles Foster Kane
Rosebud
The Artist - 9/10 Who can hate this film? Put aside all the award season hoopla that doesn't really matter, this is like the sweetest, richest cinematic chocolate you could buy.
It ties entirely into the idea of being able to trust the impression of reality being presented before you ala The Precogs' visions being accepted as fact. And because it's the only way Anderton is able to get what he wants and has been striving for.
But yes, ultimately you have the vault-keeper putting Anderton into stasis, and while we're very deliberately pushing in on his eyes and observing his neural activity, we get the line 'It's actually kind of a rush. They say your whole life flashes before your eyes. That all your dreams come true', followed immediately by a cut to the impossible events that happen: Anderton's wife suddenly fighting for Anderton, Burgess suddenly being uncharacteristically sloppy, pre-crime being dissolved, Anderton reuniting with his wife and another baby on the way while Agatha and the other precogs are free to live in an idyllic cottage on a mountainside. What cements it is when Spielberg changed the ending from the theatrical print to remove the text explaining that crimes and murder eventually returned - thus removing any kind of negative connotation and in so doing removing any semblance of reality that ending had once been afforded.
Interesting. I will closer attention the next time I see it.