finney and robin is the definition of “if they only had time”

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finney and robin is the definition of “if they only had time”
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The difference between Finney during the ending scene of the first movie and the opening scene of the sequel really drives in just how young Finney is in that first movie. He's too young to fully understand what the Grabber did to him, it's still traumatic of course, but he doesn't grasp the full extent yet, there's still an innocence to him. He's grateful that the event has stopped the bullying, he's happy people look up to him, he's happy his crush is talking to him. Cut to tpb2, that joy is gone, that final innocence lost- he understands fully now what happened to him, he's so full of fear and grief he's taking on the characteristics of the person who saved him (Robin.) He doesn't let anyone into his life, he's turning to drugs to cope, it's such a stark contrast.
By the way, we all talked about Finney acting like Robin in the beginning of the second movie... Does anyone notices that Finney started to wear some kind of pendant? Not the same, but still. Maybe it was another reminding for him of Robin?
i know finney said robin would be watching over ernie, but i definitely think he watches over them both
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