Princess Tutu eps 19-22
Dec. 22nd, 2007 01:32 amWell, if that isn't a dream destined to be prophetic, I don't know what is.
But for now...
Rue still craves love, Mytho still learns the pain that accompanies each human emotion, Ahiru still wants to save them both, and Fakir is still lost.
So, why did it take so long for it to register that this is the story of the princess, who usually only exists to be rescued, and the knight, who-unless the prince is evil and the princess must be saved from him-only exists to back up the prince, rescueing the prince, who has lost his heart, and with it, his heroism, only to have what heart he's regained poisoned? And really, I'm pretty forgiving of Mytho's dullness...after all, he's only as interesting as dirt because he was once a pretty cool guy brave enough to shatter his own heart to save the world. I am amused, though, that he's only slightly more interesting when bad. Let's give the boy the rest of his heart back already(and hey, my silent pleas for him to start wearing pants worked...)
And why did it not surprise me in the least that no books in town had an ending? Because how can stories inside a story have an ending if the story itself doesn't? And really, what they face isn't the raven, who, ultimately, is just a tool of HD's to make everyone suffer, just like Miss Edel was a tool for exposition(who ultimately defied her fate and stepped out of the role HD assigned her, "birthing" Uzuru, a wholly new character in the story, who seemingly is NOT under HD's control, in the process.) The real enemy is a story with no ending, designed to make everyone suffer, controlled by a dead writer who thinks all good stories are tragedies. A writer who must now force his knight and princess, who have stepped far outside their roles in the story to find their own way, back into the irrelevant roles he assigned them.
And YAY! for the princess rescueing her knight in shining armor-twice-without remotely making him look like a wuss.
And how fitting is it that Fakir, who identifies himself as nothing more than a boy with a sword, is the one with the ability to make what he writes reality, and, presumably, finally write the ending to a story?
Something for him to ponder as he continues to read every book in existance, wander the library stacks, and lean against shelf ladders.
PS: The only thing scarier than the idea of an HD groupie is seeing one in action.