July 16th, 2008 at 12:29pm
For something reasonably brutal, this story is gorgeous.
I like how Frank and Gerard are on the different ends of the spectrum, or appear to be. Yet they're the same at the same time, trying to help people almost, helping and saving peole. Just in different ways.
So yes, it is good. Very good.
They were smiling, a gentle, genuine smile, one that light up their whole face, radiating the innocent beauty that only children and few young women possessed. She was sat at an angle, dressed in what appeared to be a violet summer dress - though it was hard to tell as the picture cut off from the waist down - body turned slightly to one side, face turned towards the camera, large emerald-jade eyes sparkling with the kind of carefree happiness most people spend their entire lives trying to restore; the typical portrait pose.
Stop being so good,dammit:coffee:
What is always so aweosme to see in stories on the mib, (if I can say this while still making any kind of cohesive sense) are when you've got entire sections that can be taken, when taken out of the context, a completely different way. Just the potential ambiguity of it. I loves it. But yeah, this is the kinda thing I'm talking about. This section, on it's own, completely disregarding the fact it's in a story about a guy who thinks he's karma and likes killing people, could seem almost conventional, almost normal and nice and sweet, even. However, there seem to be a few tiny hints of something other than dandiness and happy flowers. Like at an angle. Outside of maths, the only time I really ever see that phrase is describing broken body parts or corpses. Or, at least, the phrase at an angle creates the allusion for me of something along those lines. Also, the fact you take time to say the picture's cut off makes it seem sinister. I may just be descending into way too much tangeancy, but when you do actually put this into context, as well as having the context itself be something sinister, this part does have the liiightest touch of foreboding in it. colonyah.
It was lies, all of it. An old picture and a fairytale persona used to gain the publics sympathy, to trick them into believing that the woman, and the others before her, had died for no reason, that she was nothing more than an innocent victim targeted by a cold-blooded murderer who killed her for the sheer enjoyment of it.
DId I ever mention that Frank is awesome? Like, amazingly awesome? Just his sheer character is enough to drag you even further into the depths of the story. To one extent, I love the sheer flippancy of him. Death and murder conventionally is something, when not exacerbated and condemned by the media and government, is discussed in lowered reverent voices while reading the daily paper, and then mostly skimmed over to move on to better brighter happier things. At which point I add:
Most of them had the morning newspaper laid out on their round tables, as I did, their expressions displaying anything from worry to disgust as low murmurs of ‘How awful,’ and ‘Such a waste,’ reaching my ears as nearly everyone read over the story splashed across the front pages of every paper in town, oblivious to the fact that the girl portrayed had been gone for years.
:yah
He seemingly goes further than the realms of not caring. He questions why it is exactly that people care if someone they've never met has died. As well as being an awesome story, it's a damn sorry telling of society today. I mean, hundreds of people die, daily. The only ones the media seem to care about are the photogenic and squeaky-clean ones. The ones they can make a story out of. The ones they can fabricate sympathy and care from. Like Frank says, no media team would touch a 'drug dealer gets killed' story, because people today would probably not give a shit. Not only does Frank get into the minds of his "victims"; he gets into society's head. People only care because it's been made to seem like an innocent death. The media's fabricated it into something it's not. Lies, all lies. I mean, a muder is a murder, but interestingly enough the general population only care if the person who's been murdered is media-worthy.
But then, the truth just wasn’t an interesting enough story.
Seriously, I'ma come steal your brain one day. This. Line. Is. Awesome
It just sums up everything in one ohsopowerful line. The way you add just and enough makes him seem as if he was just stating a fact. A detestable fact, at that.
They were too blinded by money and false promises to see what was really going on right outside their front door. The entire world was corrupt yet no one could see it.
It was no wonder people turned out the way they did.
Frank>Life.
He's so wonderfully cynical, about everything regarding society and people. And yet, it's not necessarily excessive. He just sees what seems to elude everyone else. Seems to give off another feeling of Frank's self-imposed superiority; the idea that no-one can see the corruption, except for him.
I’ve been watching him for a few weeks, now. I’d already gathered everything I needed to know and planned out what was going to happen with the girl, the drug addict, when he’d caught my eye.
Hurrah for next victim :weird
But damn you for almost leaving it there xD.
Is there a connection between Joe Victim and the recently deceased?
Does Frank's current plan extent beyond the simple death of a single dealer?
Do I always ask thousands of questions in comments without really expecting any answer for them but I'll ask them anyway because rhetorical questions are full of win?
:tehe:
And boy, did he have something to hide.
I both despise and savour cliffhangers. The latter because they're so very very awesome when they're done well. The former because I wanna know what happens nowwwwwwww:cheese:
So yeah. Somehow you still pwn at this xD
ily. More soon maybe?:arms: