Y'know, I will say this, rewatching Ghosts just gets...more and more bittersweet the more I get brainrot over it.
And of all their deaths, I think in some ways Sasappis's death is the hardest, because he's just so young. You don't realize it at first ,because out of all the ghosts he's been around the longest after Thor, so he seems older and wiser and wittier than the others. But on a second watch-through you relaize...he's not mature, he's just jaded. He's been around longer than almost any of them, but other than Stephanie (who's rarely onscreen) he's the youngest of any of them too.
I mean, twenty-something years old, in love with this girl, on the verge of beginning his career, of chasing his dreams and being somebody and...
And then, for reasons we still don't know, it's all just over. Gone. And five hundred years later, he's still waiting for...something. Whatever his unfinished business is before he can move on.
And part of me just thinks like, what if his unfinished business is...everything. An entire life he never got to live. Even on top of the trauma of watching the American colonization happen right before his eyes and being unable to stop it, there's also just the fact that he was a guy in his early twenties who was in love with a girl and had hopes and a future, and now he's spent twenty times his own lifespan knowing he'll never, ever get to accomplish anything he ever wanted to, and even if he were to somehow be able to live again it wouldn't matter, because the world in which he could have done those things is gone. I mean, he talks in 2020s English more fluently than any of them. He's more mentally modern than everyone in the house, even Trevor. And part of me wonders if that's because of his eternal youth, and part of me wonders if that's because he knows better than any of them the world he lived in is gone, so there's no point in holding onto the past.
It's like he told Sam. It's not just about the tree. It's all just gone. And how in the hell do you go from being young and in love and about to get your big break and alive, to being centuries old and long, long dead, except you don't feel dead, you feel twenty-five. And you've felt twenty-five for five hundred years.
