Function/Role
I am the ferry for the souls of the departed. After someone dies, I will bring their soul to purgatory, a place that exists in between heaven and hell. There, I will be watching these souls from a very objective point of view, as they decide where they would like to go. I then have the power to bring them to these places namely heaven, hell, reincarnation or even to cease to exist. Until then, I will not influence their decision in any way whatsoever, but just act as an observer.
My take on each character
Sarah - Having seen many school girls commit suicide over the years, I was not surprised to meet Sarah. However, unlike many others, Sarah does not resign herself to her death after she dies, but rather continues to try to find answers. Also ironically, the very reason she killed herself. I am not surprised by her final decision to cease to exist because ultimately, it is the only solution to her problems.
Baby - A sad case I must say. But she has indeed broadened my perspectives. Like all children, she possesses this immense curiosity that sometimes can get on my nerves. (Imagine someone asking Why? continuously.) However, this very innocence of baby has allowed the situations of life to be painted quite clearly and simply. To me, Baby deconstructs complicated situations and provides an alternative perspective on a matter.
Gwakawakaweena - Her name is so long that I just call her Gwak. She talks too much. I mean seriously. Shut up. To me, her lack of success in becoming an artist, leading to her suicide, shows others the stamp that society places on the arts. She is the one that gets Sarah to open up and always try to get all the other souls together. To me, she is the one that values life the most, hence her decision to reincarnate.
Mui Choo - She plays the motherly role to all the other souls. I find it amusing how she always tries to answer Baby's questions but eventually fails to do so because of her own lack of knowledge of the world. I can tell that she craves for love and affection very much, and thus tries to show and get that from Baby. She is also trying to come to terms with the fact that she killed her own baby by commiting suicide. Something that I find mildly sad.
Mug - The old god of wisdom that speaks in a way that only those with real wisdom can understand. It is very apparent to me that he craves recognition for his worth as a god, and no matter how hard I try to tell him that times have changed, it doesn't get through to him. Personally, I feel that a bit of wisdom is still needed now and then, and its sad how society is now just relying on knowledge alone. Mug. Even if nobody wants you, you'll still have me.
Monday, December 7, 2009
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