Hi-ho and hello.
Making a quick detour today.
I’ve found that I do love me some british comedy like Black Books, Ghosts, Fawlty Towers, and The IT Crowd. However I appreciate the American replicants like that of The Office and Ghosts, but that’s where that kind of halts as other remakes have been too closely similar to the original UK versions that it leaves the viewer nearly jaded.
But why I’m here today is due to the Paramount’s Ghosts and the affect Hetty’s story had on me. Rebecca Wisocky is the beloved actress that exemplifies the evolving of her character.
As a viewer there’s this hanging knowledge that Flower, the aloof hippie, is stuck in a well on the property. Sadly Thors lamenting, still vying for his lost love leaves her discovery for the other ghosts til the fifth episode of season three. After some discussions and missed words help them realize Flower never got sucked off and very much is there. It’s an exciting time as we see the group finally being reunited, but with another problem already at the front. Ghosts and holes are bad.
The rules for walls and floors are perplexing for the ghosts, leaving the daunting of getting out of the well a task to be hurried. Especially after finding out Sam and Jay, the living, have paid their contractor, Mark to fill the well with concrete. This calls for quick action which brings to light the true reason Hetty passed away and is still stuck on the property. Originally Hetty often remarks about morphine and coke, drugs that were popular in use of her time, alluding to an overdose even saying how too much Morphine was the cause of her passing.
But it wasn’t. We’re led to this discovery that Hetty felt trapped due to actions created with illegal child labor laws, a son that she was trying to save, and trying to find freedom within a cage that had no exit, least that she couldn’t see.
Hetty decided to use a rope. There was a triggering to the discovery for me, not in a drastic and debilitating manner at all, I was just deeply moved by that feeling trapped, feeling that there’s no way to light, no friends, no avenue and upon realizing the action of suicide this haunting reality that Hetty would likely never get sucked off.
Anyhow this is a first in what may become more of sharing of scenes and impactful moments on the screen for viewers. We’ll see.
I’m running out of time and gave up editing as I have had a busy last couple days.
But looking at The First Pillar: and the Mental health, I feel that maybe that’s the addition that’s needed. We’re to find those aspects in the simplicity of life, the nuance that drives the story beneath what’s originally seen. It’s us to see life and find the light of our perception right?
C’est La Vie
Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. Good morning and good night you lovely and supportive viewers. Thank you. Til tomorrow.8
Nosce Te Ipsum
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