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"How can you see us and nobody else can?"
Beetlejuice (1988) dir. Tim Burton

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People act like Charles and Francis doing it at Bunny’s funeral is some kind of win which is so weird to me, because it’s horribly tragic. The situation was Francis taking advantage of Charles’s alcoholism to get what he wanted. After the service, he goes into the bathroom with a bottle of alcohol which is implied to be used as a motivation for Charles. This moment indicates that, in the end, Bunny was right. He was right about Charles’s drinking. Due to his addiction, Charles stooped to abusing his sister and selling himself to someone he didn’t love. Bunny was also right to make a point of not being alone with Francis. Francis is predatory. I’m sorry but this scene made me so damn depressed. I get this book has satirical elements and therefore things are darkly funny in moments but, man, this was so sad.
As a fellow dyslexic, whose absolutely done this before—Here is a dramatized enactment of how I imagen Bunny came up with his nickname.
Edmund, 14, kicking his feet back-and-forth on his bed like a school girl writing in her diary. ''Edmund...'' He says, yawning as he slaps his lips. ''Muh-nd'' He clasps his cheeks in between his palms, looking up at the ceiling, ''Buh-n'' He squints his eyes slowly as there is a long thoughtful pause. Slowly, the camera closes in on his face, his eyes squinting further with the action, before with a burst he shouts:
''Bunny!''
Bunny Corcoran: Neglect In Plain Sight
Bunny was the baby of his family, and you'd of thought this meant he received endless fawning—In reality, this had been far from the case. Many emotionally abusive parents like to lament on how attentive they are, but in all truth the Corcoran's had purely been self serving: As Henry famously put it, Buns parent's were ''Like certain reptiles who hatch their young and abandon them to the elements.'' He hadn't received enough for textbooks, I find it hard to believe that hadn't extended to item such as clothes, or worst of all food.
It places a rather rancid lens over the comments on Buns weight, as he wouldn't have been fed consistently threw out his childhood; He'd have constantly been questioning himself where exactly he would be getting his next meal, and when you have experienced this type of consistent neglect you don't suddenly brush that of when your older. It wouldn't have mattered how much he ate now, or how often—Because what if this one would be his last meal?

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When the Hare knows the Devil is out Hunting. [Bunny Analysis]
Bunny's actions prior to his subsequent murder hadn't been erratic—And despite Henrys and Francis' framing, it had not been out of stupidity either. In the same vain of Charles being forced into silence until the later better half of the book, Bunny had been too. Richard should've talked to Bunny, but instead assumed how he'd react; That this 24 year old man was jealous of him, and didn't want him there.
He looses the fish in the water bowl, distracted by the flood of relief when on a silver platter Henry offered acceptance—Richard reacting with a laugh, saying what we were all thinking. ''Yes! Yes of course I want to know.'' We feel that comradery, and a mortifying scene of betrayal becomes a promise of a stable partnership; We remember Francis' country house and want to stay there.
But in truth, that scene was purely manipulation. Not a single moment was true, nor genuine—Henry simply needed Richard to feel apart of something, because if he did not feel that way he'd be completely ruined; So he makes Richard an accomplice, and we never dare to dwell on the maliciousness of the act because we mistake it for escape.
Henry stretches out the bounds of morality, and prepares Richard to be ready to accept anything.
holding my own face in my own hands and screaming “there is no connection without an open heart! you must be brave! you must be honest! you must be true!” in the mirror
? // roberto ferri // mothering by ainslie hogarth // rainer maria rilke // ? // planet of love by richard siken // a self portrait in letters by anne sexton // indian summer by ron hicks
Bunny Corcoran: Neglect In Plain Sight
Bunny was the baby of his family, and you'd of thought this meant he received endless fawning—In reality, this had been far from the case. Many emotionally abusive parents like to lament on how attentive they are, but in all truth the Corcoran's had purely been self serving: As Henry famously put it, Buns parent's were ''Like certain reptiles who hatch their young and abandon them to the elements.'' He hadn't received enough for textbooks, I find it hard to believe that hadn't extended to item such as clothes, or worst of all food.
It places a rather rancid lens over the comments on Buns weight, as he wouldn't have been fed consistently threw out his childhood; He'd have constantly been questioning himself where exactly he would be getting his next meal, and when you have experienced this type of consistent neglect you don't suddenly brush that of when your older. It wouldn't have mattered how much he ate now, or how often—Because what if this one would be his last meal?

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i think what's really compelling about tsh is how out of the main players (and really out of everyone) there isn't one Good Person (in the sense of moral right/good vs wrong/evil story dichotomy type Good Person). Like,,, henry vs bunny alone. I feel like there's an instinct among readers (at least those I've seen on tiktok, which, i know, im sorry) to go Henry is Good and Right and Bunny is Evil and Wrong particularly upon first reading and then when you think critically it turns to Bunny is Actually Good and Right and Henry is Evil and Wrong to make sense of the story but both are Shitty, Terrible People.
Henry is a self-important, elitist serial-killer who is completely detached from the world around him from no one's fault but his own and Bunny is a leech who considers biogtry and a guiness world record catagory and blackmails his friends over a murder not because they killed an innocent man but because they didn't include him.
I think this is what makes tsh so compelling. You're not there to take sides, no matter how hard Richard (unconsciously?) tries. You're there to watch a series of terrible events unfold and to consider the complexity of human morality. Not one person is either Good or Evil. It's impossible and destructive to look at people that way and I think that's how tsh messes with you and I love it. I don't think Donna Tartt wants you to forgive or justify anything that anyone does, but to simply perceive them and your reactions to it
say what you will about the second half of TSH, “One time Uncle Bunny called me a bastard” is the funniest line I’ve ever read in a book.
I looked up what ferns symbolized because Donna makes such a point of including them surrounding Bunny's death - Henry saying, "Why, looking for ferns," before pushing him, Bunny's mother receiving ferns after he's died, and so forth, and I am completely breathless at knowing that they symbolize ETERNAL YOUTH. no wonder they surround Bunny's death - he will be twenty-four forever. This, paired with Bunny's declaration at the beginning of wanting to "live forever," is absolutely chilling.
you want me to make friends in college? the thing that killed bunny corcoran?
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Scylla and Charybdis were mythical sea monsters noted by Homer; Greek mythology sited them on opposite sides of the Strait of Messina between Sicily and the Italian mainland. Scylla was rationalized as a rock shoal on the Italian side of the strait and Charybdis was a whirlpool off the coast of Sicily. They were regarded as a sea hazard located close enough to each other that they posed an inescapable threat to passing sailors; avoiding Charybdis meant passing too close to Scylla and vice versa. Odysseus was forced to choose which monster to confront while passing through the strait; he opted to pass by Scylla and lose only a few sailors, rather than risk the loss of his entire ship in the whirlpool. Having to navigate between the two hazards eventually entered idiomatic use. Another equivalent English seafaring phrase is, “Between a rock and a hard place”. The Latin line incidit in scyllam cupiens vitare charybdim (he runs into Scylla, wishing to avoid Charybdis) had earlier become proverbial. X

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