What if you found out about betrayal? Even though Rainy was dragging his car late into the night and came to the motel where his wife had an affair, the Rainy who chose cowardice and escape in his heart kept urging him to leave, forgetting everything in the depths of the snowstorm and never going back there again. A shameful memory. However, the other side of his character, the Shooter, had a diabolical final command to rush into the room to punish the bitches. The harsh reality made him seal all the unbearableness and pain in Shooter's memory, while Mort Rainy huddled in a country house to "sleep 16 hours a day in the way he was most comfortable", so as to escape the broken marriage. . And the exposure of the betrayal not only brought the underground love into the sun, and apologised in a mocking way to be able to openly demonstrate in his world under the protection of separation, showing off his despicable unearned gains; An outsider who lives in his own home is like a stray dog that is sent alone to a desolate place to lick his wounds. All the phony caring and tears for not getting possessions are a ruse to erode his assets and dignity. Everything is because of that sentence: If he no longer loves, he must be thrown out of his life trajectory by shameless betrayal and despicable invasion without any preparation. Will the second half of his life be completely rewritten from now on?
What life choices should mortals make when they are betrayed by love? Is it to choose to pretend to forget the shame of the underground affair, or to face the complete change of life after the betrayal is exposed? Are you sacrificing your dignity for shame, or sacrificing your life for peace? Is it the physical and mental exhaustion of the divorce and the division of property, or is it better to die than to live with a heart-wrenching ashes? How many people choose to let go after the pain, choose to stay away from the wanton mockery of betrayal, and stay away from the deliberate display of bitches and bitches.
It's just that these are not the style of writer Mort Rainy.
He wants to take back everything that belongs to him, and he wants to rewrite the ending that belongs to him.
Mort Rainy's authorship makes him always entangled with the magic of writing, the setting of the world's storyline in the novel, the layout of the surrounding environment, the fate of the characters, and everything he writes is controlled by his own will. In his own novel world, the writer is the omniscient and omnipotent God, who defines his own existence with writing and completes his self-construction with writing. The real powerlessness makes Rainy addicted to this decadent sense of the big picture.
The cowardly Rainy wrote the beginning, "Four days after George had confirmed to his satisfaction that his wife was cheating on him, he confronted her. "I have to talk to you, Abby," he said, "I four days After that, he decided to take measures, that is talk, but what should he say? Education is not omnipotent, words cannot move the rock-solid reality, words cannot change the conspiracy and calculations of ghosts and spooks, and even words cannot bring him a bit of self-deceiving peace.
No bad writing! After Rainy bravely deleted such a gut-wrenching opening, John Shooter officially debuted in anger: You plagiarized my story, and I want my story back. John Shooter strongly emphasized that this was not about any outsider relationship, it was just a personal matter between the two of them, and it had to be resolved. Rainy, on the other hand, vehemently denied that, trying to prove that he was the original writer of the work, trying to suppress the desire for revenge from John Shooter's side. The Rainy side of the ego cannot accept John Shooter, who represents the ego. Forbearance and bloodthirsty, cowardice and rebellion, the war between light and darkness of human nature officially kicks off.
Mort Rainy launched a series of actions to prove that the novel is his original: he looked for a private detective to protect his own safety, found a neighbor he had seen to prove his existence, found the sentence in the original book to compare it, and wanted to go back to the old house to find his novel that had been published. magazines, and arranged for agents to send them magazines after the house was razed to the ground. John Shooter, of course, was not willing to admit defeat. He often ghosted back into Rainy's memory in the most unexpected ways at the most unexpected moments: the manuscript outside the house when he woke up in the morning, the provocative threats by the lake in the morning, the broken The light bulb, the dog killed by the screwdriver, ordered him to revise the ending of the work, burned down the house in the creek, killed the neighbor and the detective who only watched him whisper strangely by the lake, tore out the relevant part of the novel in the magazine, and sent it out That meaningful hat.
On the surface, all Rainy's efforts are to prove the originality of the work and maintain his innocence, but in fact it is to prevent the id from invading and correcting the self. And John Shooter, driven by the powerful libido of the id, starts from unconscious hatred to satisfy self-pleasure at all costs, even if there are policemen and private investigators who represent the external order and discipline, it is impossible to stop him.
Indeed, "Which one is worse to plagiarize my work or destroy its ending?" Since you can't prevent your work from being plagiarized, you must take back your own ending; since you can't prevent your marriage from breaking up and your wife cheating, you can't let it be By his own life being forced to divert by the forcible intervention of others. He must take back his self-control in his life. It is up to him to choose what path he should take. Even if the end of the road is bloody killing, it is his own choice. From being selected to not being able to choose to actively choosing, he has to make his own decisions in his own world. Therefore, if it is like the shooter engraved everywhere in the house, there is no clear target for the hatred in the past, and the previous killings are still forced to do it. When it comes to the decision, I must end the story with my own ending, and I must kill my wife. At that moment, the door slowly closed, and the shooter had a clear direction to her, that is, to kill her!
Murder is also very metaphorical. The wife discovered and opened the secret garden of Rainy's mind, but in the betrayal, this slaughtered emotional garden was overgrown with weeds. Even the killing of the dog man and woman who invaded someone else's private property is full of psychoanalytic metaphors. The male root implied by the auger to the wife, and the lover, to the intruder who covets his happiness, chops off the head with a shovel, which is very castration. He wants to bury them forever in the most secret soil of his soul.
In fact, whether he killed or not, the outcome is still in the air. John Shooter, as one of his split personalities, is fictional in itself, and his lover is from Tennessee, sounds close to Mississippi, and his hometown is Shooter Town. The private detective lived in the convenience hotel on Lake Yves where he once caught the rape, and they met at Bernie's convenience store at about nine o'clock, but the person in the store said that he had never seen such a person. The image of information illusion. When the neighbor Tom Greenleaf's car drove out, the person inside waved his hand. Tom is the most popular name that means every ordinary person. Greenleaf is the most uniform green leaf. Therefore, the so-called neighbor does not have a concrete existence, it just refers to people. . The most obvious evidence is that he killed so many people without any recourse. And "her death became an eternal secret, even for him." If he had never had such blood in his memory, maybe he had never killed, maybe he was just eating the corn of self-fantasy Just satisfied with the stick.
But even if everything is just his fantasy, in reality he has not been able to take revenge, but in his own world, outside the secret window of the soul, the lush corn has covered up all the grievances and hatreds in the past, and the ugliness is the most hidden underground. The soil rots and sprouts, while the beauty absorbs the ugly nutrients and spreads its branches and leaves in the sunshine of the soul.
Even if he eats the corn that grows from the rotting corpse, he will take back everything that should belong to him.
No matter what form he takes, he will get everything that should belong to him.
He successfully rewrote the ending of the story, reconstructed his life, and rewrote his own ending.
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