The most terrifying thing is always people and their creations. Can create fairy tales, and can also create the same complicated "wonderful" torture. The world will always be in such chaos, but life is born non-stop, should it be happy or sad? Life is the process by which fairy tales are shattered. So such "fairy tales" are not suitable for children, but suitable for people who have walked on the corpses of fairy tales.
Maybe we should have been told some cruel stories early so that we can better face reality instead of turning around and fleeing to another world. The frightening thing is that this escape is described so real. The most thrilling thing is not that the wine bottle is pierced into the face at once, or that the dark red blood stains on the pages of the book suddenly become blurred, or that the corners of my slit mouth are stitched with a needle, but the maid rushes into Ophelia’s room and sees it with chalk. The door drawn on the wall. Behind an imaginary exit is despair that a teenager cannot afford. There is blue sunlight. Vines of anxiety and fear emerged from the black soil of reality, growing at a crazy speed, tangled, and surrounded in all directions, and what eventually formed was not the dome of the princess's temple but the sky that was covered. Only the changed color of sunlight remained, colder than the light of a full moon.
This is what is admirable. This perspective has never been used to the extreme. The weakness and hopelessness of a child facing the world is deeply revealed by the scalpel-like calm and sharp lens. Use a story that perfectly interweaves reality and illusion. Like "The Little Match Girl."
I liked Green when I was young, and I only liked Andersen when I grew up. It’s not easy to get through the teenage years-witnessing the world of fairy tales being destroyed, and finding nowhere to go when you want to escape. With or without fascism.
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