HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
Jan. 28th, 2011 09:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kungfuwaynewhoSo I have tried on two separate occasions to watch "The Exorcist," and I never make it past about halfway through. This is because I am totally freaked out by the idea of demonic possession. The fact that I could not finish the movie made it really hard to write a paper on it in college, but I persevered. As my thesis, I talked about how demonic possession can work as a metaphor for finding out that someone you love, someone you thought you knew as well as you know yourself, is someone else entirely. That in the end, every other human being on this planet is essentially unknowable to us, and that at some point in our lives we must all face that fact; preconceptions must always, inevitably, be shattered. The sweet, cherubic daughter actually has a foul mouth; the beloved father cheated on mom; the best friend has been gossiping about you; the co-worker ate your lunch. The next time you watch "The Exorcist," pay attention to the scene where the police officer comes to speak to Ellen Burstyn (Chris). Chris is an actress, and the director of her latest film was found brutally murdered outside the home. The cop asks fairly straight-forward questions, just trying to find out if Chris heard or saw anything suspicious. He has no idea what actually happened - but throughout the course of the scene, Chris figures it out. You can see the dawning horror as she realizes that the murderer - the person who broke the director's neck in such a way that his head twisted completely around - was her own daughter. You can watch as Chris comes to know that her daughter is no longer her daughter, but is someone (something) else entirely.
As Walter is on the phone with Nina, as she tells him that Peter didn't have any tests scheduled, that he didn't come into Massive Dynamic that day, you can see the exact same thing happen to Walter's face. Just as Chris didn't really need to go upstairs and see her daughter (and I can't even talk about the scene that follows, because that is where I can no longer watch, and even thinking about it is probably going to be enough to make me have a hard time sleeping tonight), Walter didn't really need to see Peter kill that shapeshifter. He already knew. The Peter he thought he knew, the boy he was trying so desperately to protect, for whom he was willing to inject and snort just about anything to try and make himself smarter so that he would be able to save him - that Peter no longer exists. Maybe he never did, except in Walter's mind; maybe the Device has changed him, to suit its own purposes; maybe, in the end, we can never really protect those we love no matter what we try to do.
Playing against this story is the slow rapprochement of Peter and Olivia. She realizes that Fauxlivia didn't just victimize her, but Peter, as well. She extends an olive branch. Peter's face when she apologizes to him, when she acknowledges that he was hurt as well...it's hard to reconcile that smile, the way he swallowed hard, with the man who was already cold-bloodedly killing Shapeshifters, was even then covering his tracks to hunt down another. Olivia will have her own moment of realization soon; bad enough, since she had one last year when she learned that Peter wasn't this world's Peter. She's already been through this before, and now she'll have to go through it again.
I feel like we're on the edge of a precipice.
As Walter is on the phone with Nina, as she tells him that Peter didn't have any tests scheduled, that he didn't come into Massive Dynamic that day, you can see the exact same thing happen to Walter's face. Just as Chris didn't really need to go upstairs and see her daughter (and I can't even talk about the scene that follows, because that is where I can no longer watch, and even thinking about it is probably going to be enough to make me have a hard time sleeping tonight), Walter didn't really need to see Peter kill that shapeshifter. He already knew. The Peter he thought he knew, the boy he was trying so desperately to protect, for whom he was willing to inject and snort just about anything to try and make himself smarter so that he would be able to save him - that Peter no longer exists. Maybe he never did, except in Walter's mind; maybe the Device has changed him, to suit its own purposes; maybe, in the end, we can never really protect those we love no matter what we try to do.
Playing against this story is the slow rapprochement of Peter and Olivia. She realizes that Fauxlivia didn't just victimize her, but Peter, as well. She extends an olive branch. Peter's face when she apologizes to him, when she acknowledges that he was hurt as well...it's hard to reconcile that smile, the way he swallowed hard, with the man who was already cold-bloodedly killing Shapeshifters, was even then covering his tracks to hunt down another. Olivia will have her own moment of realization soon; bad enough, since she had one last year when she learned that Peter wasn't this world's Peter. She's already been through this before, and now she'll have to go through it again.
I feel like we're on the edge of a precipice.
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Date: 2011-01-30 02:50 am (UTC)