woof

I think I'm going to cry

Fuck it, I hope all creatives everywhere get more "problematic" and transgressive with their fiction. I hope all creatives everywhere stop giving a shit what online fanbases think and just tell their story exactly how they want.

there should be a cool, chill way to say things like “I’m struggling” or “I’m having a hard time” that doesn’t imply you might have needs

Anyway i love how the movie uses this very abstract out-there horror premise to represent the human tendency to get stuck on something and obsess over it and become trapped in a never-ending cycle and to resist change so hard that you still change anyway but in a way that degrades and warps and destroys you and the fallibility of human memory and how every time you recall something it gets a little less accurate which means the more you obsess over something the further entrenched in it you become the more you choose to live here the worse it gets the less you understand it until your perspective on the objective reality of it is completely destroyed. The backrooms are a brain the whole thing is a brain. The horror is the human brain. CAN ANYBODY HEAR MEEEEE

Everyone in Mary's life was trying to keep her stagnant and obeying. Her mother wouldn't let her leave the house by her own strict rules, Clark wouldn't let her leave the kitchen until she said what he wanted her to, the async scientists wouldn't let her go because of the information she could provide. Her whole life was basically just being stuck in the backrooms of everyone else's creation.