I rented the film today at last. I never used to cry at sad movies or wince at any violence whatsoever. I used to enjoy it. Now I'm a parent its a lot different, I guess I see the world differently - or maybe I'm just getting old. And yes that means I did cry - but it was confused tears.
[spoiler] Without the fairytale the film is just a cruel tale, a very cruel tale of incredibly brave people living in a terrible world. And this unfortunate girl has to live through that. Thats what made me cry (actually it was the sight of her smile just before she died) But after thinking about it I realised that the fairytale part must have been real, in that she escape through a door she drew from chalk. But then there is still some doubt. I was in full belief that her world was real until we saw her again (after the underworld scene with her father) and at that point we could only believe what she saw was in her mind. [/spoiler]
My brain is seriously confused now, I mean yesterday I watched Derren Brown messiah, today Pan's Labyrinth and my brain is starting to unravel. lol
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