 pixie paramount 2007-11-09 . chapter 1jfjakfjlkjlakfhfalfjlaffa;affl;afaf;a;;f
First of all, Beauty & the Beast is possibly my favorite Disney movie of ALL TIME. Secondly, I'm an uber freaky romantic when you get me in the mood (ie. I alway cry when I watch Titanic; I think Darcy/Elizabeth is meant to be but so, so not the time period; etc.). And you have acheived that (see above).
Ann~nd this so deserves a long, word-for-word disection of WHY, exactly, this is made out of awesome but I am going to save my poor mind the embaressment of thinking and just disect each section and my favorite lines/themes/etc. displayed in.
But, surely, this will be long-winded and ranty and too fangirl-ish for human words, but I will. Retain. My. Composure. As best as I can.
...Which we will be honest and say that that is impossible for me to even contain it, but we'll pretend I can. Hmnkkay? (And, no, I am not watching South Park as I read/type. So am not.)
So we shall start with Part One, Cloud/Aerith.
Let me be frank here: you apply the strongest images and themes here that I'm literally left with little words (LIKE I ACTUALLY COULD RUN OUT, Y/N?) to adiquetly state HOW this makes me feel.
First of all, you play with flowers with a flower-girl. Though done, you set it apart by her interaction with Cloud (and, shamelessly, my fond, nostalgiac relationship with the 'ship).
Her handing him a wilted rose? Genius. And the ending line that follows makes me wibble a bit inside because I so feel for the boy--I AM A SHAMELESS ANGST-FIEND, seriously--that it isn't funny. That, and it adressed the reoccuring theme: beauty and the beast. ;) Oh, do I love you.
(And though roses are my least favorite flowers--EXCEPT FOR THE ONES THAT KEEP GROWING IN MY BACKYARD, BUT THOSE ARE YELLOW; I so do love daisies--it fits with the scene you've brought up. Cold, barren, and just theme; it adds to the scene and really brings things out, in my opinion.
Part Two, damnit. Roxas/Olette. Oh, you made my heart do things so theoretically and biologically impossible with this piece. Like cart-wheeling.
Oh, and THE GOLDEN FUR LINE KILLS ME DEAD BECAUSE I JUST PUT THAT ON THE BEAST AND I SO DO HAVE AN ENORMOUS CRUSH ON THE BEAST, :O.
And, you know, the French. ♥
It's so prettily done and adds to the angsty scenerio, honestly. Like, I dunno. It just does.
But the whole Roxas thing is cruel because it reminds me of the scene where The Beast is all hurt after Gaston stabs him and I'm like WIBBLING IN MY FREAKING CORNER, CRYING because he's dying and Belle's like dont', it'll break me. And...yeah.
I'm crying now because those memories won't leave and THIS JUST KEEPS INVOKING THEM! You want me to cry and squee and cholk on it, don't you!? Evil, evil girl that you are.
[" He says, “I’m a beast. You can’t love a beast.”
She says, “Isn’t this how stories go?”
She kisses him and he pulls away at first—but not for long. He’d been waiting for a Beauty. Maybe she’d always been looking for a Beast. She holds him and feels him and his gleaming fur turns to golden hair and the hand that reaches for hers is a hand of skin and this is it, she knows: the breaking of the curse.
He’s a human boy, now—with the life of a beast left behind in his eyes.
“Beast—?”
“Roxas.” He says the name like he hasn’t heard it in years. “Je m’apelle Roxas.”
She smiles. “Roxas.”
He’s a Prince once again. And she?
She’s his Princess."] - The last line (read as: THE WHOLE DAMN THING) kills me dead.
But, in the end, I live because I'm oh so sweet and annoying like that.
Now, where where we?
Ah, Part Three.
...
We do not talk about Part Three. You know why?
Because, again, it makes my heart do those evil, evil cart-wheels that HURT LIKE NOTHING ELSE.
But enough about that, you want to know why I'm having a hard time trying to rip my hair out 'cause the squees are so uncontrolable like that?
It's Marluxia/Namine.
Plus fairtales, and you've got gold.
Really. It's very Yell Leader-like in that sense but so, so much more, too.
["He took her arm like the stem of a flower—for that was all he knew of holding.
He led her into her marble prison."]
Wah-wah-wah-WHUT? THAT IS EVIL. Like, totally. SO not fair. So.
there was no glittery mind-fucks anywhere! D:
But, I digress 'cause that's just asking too much since, you know, these are snippets.
(But reltating that to a twig was genius 'cause flowers are pretty and I would, never in the life of me, think of that. So you are made of genius for that alone. ...If not more so since you incorporated to my not-so-secret adoration for the pair that borders on The Scary sometimes.)
Anywhoo, you've made me die and comback again with that feat.
And how could this get any prettier? Well, with Part IV, of course!
I've got the unmistakable image of cocktail parties and pretty, designer dresses from this. I don't know why; but the style--and the way you express certain things--give a very modern feel.
Which is fitting, given the mood you've created.
["It’s a tale as old as time, old as rhyme—the not-so-good girl and theever-so-bad boy.
Designer perfume and cheap cologne.
Platform points against canvas soles.
Beauty and the Beast."]
♥ The referance, itself, got me. (How could it not?) But the way you tie it in is breathtaking.
I love it. Absolutely positutely.
...I did not just say that. I SO DID NOT. OAO;
You blend the darkness and romantic aspects of theme well and fit the characters in perfectly. (Particularly, I have a fondness for how you did Marluxia in the aspect that he's in a very believable role in your piece and how the Cloud/Aerith one was written, itself, made me want to cry by the sheer poignancy.)
It fits the fairytale beautifully and really, really makes me relive my childhood joy and also makes me look at it in a mature--me, marture? Yeah right.--light. But, also, everything blended in together is done with a fair amount of respect to both the inspiration and the characters you are working with; it's breath-taking.
I love it. The whole thing just rings true from start to finish and--
I am so in love with you right now.
- Puxue
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