#idk maybe they'll still work it out tho uwu <<<3333

[emptyjunior]

Can we talk about the absolute A24 film level Nightmare that Elody experienced though. Yeah it’s a horror season, well how about the horror the main party are inflicting on Other characters. Elody is literally in a salvador dali fever dream.

Imagine, you find the slumped and mangled body of your husband. As far as you’re aware, your only purpose in this world was this man and now he is dead. Like the implications of that, the fear of what if you are nothing now and that everything meaningful you’ve worked for was taken so quickly and comically.

But then you recover and grow, try and put all that behind you. Meet sisters who explain that obviously you are more then your husband and you have a much greater purpose then that, which you’ve always suspected but it’s Nice, it’s the smallest bit of comfort to know there are others like you.

Then your Husband comes back from the dead.

And not just your husband, his limbs are twisted, his skin is wet and spotted, all his features are deformed and bloated. But you’re not shallow! So it’s fine, it’s fine, this animorphic beast like creature is your husband who’s alive and it’s fine.

And then he tells you he would be Nothing without you. And that’s great. Like you know it should be sweet but god it triggers something SO specific in you, like just the way he says it really spikes something uncomfortable for you. How you lived your life constantly having to make sure Other people do the right thing cause they wouldn’t without you. Are maybe you’re just spiteful and he’s just a sweet broken man? You don’t know, you’re tired and confused and retire for the night.

And then he comes knocking at your door. And he tries to redo the past with a weird little gift? But he can’t just act like nothing happened cause So much has happened!!? Then he tells you that the sisterhood that saved you are actually Genocidal Murderers. and you Need to believe him and you Can’t talk to them. And then he sings a strange hair themed nursery rhyme and leaves and you hear him throw up outside your room.

And then the last time you ever see him he is bolting through the snow on a white horse, your knight in shining armour, your prince, fleeing from a castle once again.

And also him and his collection of strange and twisted creature friends have wrapped themselves in white sheets as they disappear over the horizon. And you may now be a prisoner or a hostage.

Elody is in a non-narrative avante garde cult film, she’s in one of those scandanavian folktales where there’s not meant to be a moral, it’s just scaring kids from going outside in the winter months. Prince Gerard has her in the grips of a psychological horror where she loves the thing that by it’s very nature imprisons her