Horrifying. Gorgeous. Sickening. Delicious. Being forced to inhabit the perspectives of the broken and those who do the breaking (as though some ppl ever have a choice but to do the latter). some of the most scintillating, poetic wordcraft i've ever seen in the medium, all to bring terror and pain and violation to life.
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ironically the more visceral scenes at the end weren't as terrifying as simply the earlier moments of building dread and simply inhabiting Angel's fragmented, bleeding mental landscape. I can't say I've even come close to experiencing the breadth of trauma that Angel has, but the depictions of dissociation, marinating in anxiety, neurodivergent overstimulation, shame, fawning, impaired communication and disordered thinking and the sheer scrutiny of existing as a visibly vulnerable mentally ill entity proved to be claustrophobic and overwhelming and relateable in the bestworst possible ways. the implicit violence coming into fruition almost felt like cathartic relief by comparison. Emotional claustrophobia like a trash compacter.
Incredible story. Eager to inflict it on others.