(i’ll put a real title here later, i promise)

jedi padawan they captured, panicking: oh yeah? then how come you aren’t even strong enough to come to the light? huh? checkmate, buddy!!

sith:

The lead singer is Mickey Callisto (he took his stage last name from one of the moons of Jupiter), who was also on BGT. (He made it to the semi-finals.) He's from Sunderland in the UK.

The trio in the window are DDKN, a group from France. I can't add fun facts here because duckduckgo gave me nothing. Rude honestly.

The flashmob video on youtube is mostly the same as the tiktok but it's still fun to watch bigger.

storyteller

sometimes I forget that I'm just a teenager writing a webcomic in my spare time, so I shouldn't hold myself to the same standards as, say, a feature film with an entire team of professional writers, or Hiromu Arakawa. Writing flawed stories is okay, and even necessary in order to write better ones :)

Yep.

So Jinu starts the song, during Rumi's verse, walking behind her, which is a very deliberate choice by the directors. In Jinu's own mind, he still isn't worthy of stepping in tandem with her.

When analyzing Jinu's previous dialogue, it makes a lot of sense since he sees himself as nothing but a hopeless, lost cause - so why would he be worthy of walking alongside Rumi?

YOU TELL HIM RUMI

Anyways~

Jinu starts his verse, still a fair bit away from Rumi and he is purposefully shrouded in dark lighting.

Jinu then proceeds to rap one of the most depressing yet beautiful solos in all of rap history, giving not only Rumi but us viewers a clear insight into Jinu's true feelings and mindset.

But then comes the turning point of not only the song, but for Jinu himself.

He realizes he doesn't have to keep hiding from Rumi anymore.

He doesn't need to walk behind her.

He doesn't need to stay in the dark.

She wanted to understand him. Listen to him.

But most importantly, no matter the mistakes he made or the fact he's a demon.

She wanted to be an equal with him.

So Jinu finally steps out of the dark and into the light.

And suddenly he's not only walking side by side with Rumi, but singing with her too.

Still at a safe distance however.

That distance does not last long, because the pair sing together a little bit, with crucial words being sang:

"Why does it feel right every time I let you in,

Why does it feel like I can tell you anything?

We can't fix it if we never face it."

The pair then share a knowing look:

And finally, Jinu is able to not only be beside Rumi, but trust her with the weight he's been carrying.

The gap between them was closed physically and metaphorically.

All it took was for one person to understand him. Reach out their hand to him.

Wake up those feelings that were buried for good.

Free uses visual storytelling so masterfully in so many ways, its simply incredible. I've spoken about it before and I'll probably speak about it again in the future, but there's so much to love about the song both musically and visually. There's so much to unpack with every rewatch.

This part. This is the part I’m talking about

This is not a woman falling to pieces because her father won’t let her marry a man she just met.

This is a woman born to a life she has very little say in. She has never had a genuine friend (besides a tiger). She is facing a marriage to a man she doesn’t know and doesn’t like but duty (and the law) demands it. So she took a risk, ran away, ran to a world she doesn’t know or understand and when she landed in trouble (serious, serious trouble) a stranger came to her aid. She finally (finally!) made a real connection with someone but they didn’t get much time together before the guards showed up and she had to reveal who she was.

This moment when she’s crying her heart out? It comes after she’s been told that the first person she ever connected with, the first person to be genuinely interested in her for who she is and not what she is, the first real friend she has ever made, was executed… because of her.

Crying is normal. Even if it's over something trivial. We all face a lot of struggles in their lives, whether we acknowledge it or not. Something minor might end up breaking the camel's back.

Anyway, here's one of my favorite scenes in Beauty and the Beast:

Really, none of the classic princesses deserve the misinterpretation.

Cinderella?

Again, this is not after someone told her “yOu CaN’t MaRrY a MaN yOu JuSt MeT”—this is after she went to great lengths to get ready for the ball, adhering to the intentionally difficult (meant to be impossible) stipulations set by her abusive step-mother for her to be allowed to attend (when really she was invited and had as much right as the others to attend). She made that dress (I can’t recall off the top of my head if the classic animated version was also her mother’s old dress she restyled or not but still, she put in a ton of work on top of all the extra house work) and what did her step-family do? They tore to shreds while she was wearing it. Of course she’s lost hope: it’s the final straw after years and years of doggedly remaining optimistic despite constant harsh treatment.

Let’s go to another favourite: Mulan.

Mulan’s just had the worst day.

She tried her hardest to live up to her family’s and her society’s expectations and vision of a perfect bride but she failed. Not only did it go wrong, but she was publicly humiliated by the Matchmaker—by extension, humiliating her family.

Granted, her family has been kind and sympathetic about the whole thing. Her father even goes to encourage her, assuring her of his unconditional love for her and his confidence that she’ll get it right next time.

She’s just beginning to smile when the drums pound and news of war reaches their village. Her father—her beloved father who’s already a veteran and lives with a disability—is expected as the only male in their family to suit up and head out in the morning.

Mulan can’t help. Nothing she says will be listened to and she can’t take his place (until, of course, she thinks of a way to do so which this moment of crying it out in the rain leads to—score one for having a good cry and clearing your head).

There’s of course more. Take any princess’ dramatic crying momentTM and review the context and I’ll bet you’ll see it’s never as trivial as some have framed it. And, yes, like prev pointed out, it’s this awful thing of people believing boys can’t cry and girls can but then they can never be taken seriously.