Four of Them

-A beautiful film by the director the the Triplets of Belleville. Okay?

-SPOILERS

-So, the little Scottish girl of this film has gotten a lot of flack for being, at best, inconsistent, at worst, an annoying, underdeveloped, selfish little brat. But I don't see it like that. She is a fairly young (fluctuating age, but whatever), naive, sheltered girl from a rural Scottish village (the kind that still speak primarily Gaelic), who is absolutely mystified by the illusionist, thinking he really is magic. She does not know that her constant asking for expensive clothes is a financial burden on him...like the coins he pulls from her ear, she thinks he just makes them appear out of nowhere. Notice how, at the end, he, in a hurry to convene with his new boss or whatever, he simply pulls a coin from his pocket, dropping pretenses.

And finally, in the rather heartbreaking end, he leaves her a note. You gotta be there to get how fucking sad it is. I cried, you bitches.

As always, some eloquent thought from an eloquent blogger. Peace out.