#salva

[sugarwithteeth]

[forsaken-dawn]

not all arms that open are safe to rest in.

[veraberetta]

Medical Team (from the top) Dr. Iron, Head Nurse Anne, Dr. Uni, Dr. Chameleon, Herbalist Wuhuanzi.

[muxas-world2]

Pedro Acosta winning “Best bromance”Bezz and sava got ROBBED is actually insane FRAUD!!RECAUNT !!!

[chasingstarsif]

I am curious about Mattea’s brother and whether the hotel got to the state it did under his leadership because he had an arrogant overestimation of his ability or if he meant well but was just hopelessly inexperienced and perhaps never even wanted to take over from his and Mattea’s father. No need to confirm at this point one way or the other just speculating lol

Well, a little bit of both, though he did want to take over. In depth explanation under the cut because, as always, I ranted.

The hotel worked and felt like a family because most of the staff had been there from the start, since it was small, and they grew and learned how things worked in the business gradually at the same rate the hotel gained rep. Gabbia Senior kept all those people working there until they retired but didn't prepare anyone to take over leadership roles, including his children.

Thing is, Salva, and Mattea too, grew up privileged and pampered. Their father already made a shit-ton of money with the hotel by the time they were little. They never learned how to do things because there had always been a capable worker there to rely on. Salva looked at a vacant position and thought it was simple maths: 'I'm missing one person, I'll simply hire another'. But reality ain't that straightforward.

When accomplished workers leave and you hire new, inexperienced people you're already going to have one hell of an adjustment period that, in a smaller business, may be easy to overcome. But a place as big and demanding as the Gabbia was when Senior left? You can't throw a newbie in the middle of a raging fire and expect them to be able to handle the heat but that's what Salva did, and it's also what Senior did to Salva.

[mrsdaphnefielding]

#494 - honorable mentions (1)

This is just a tiny moment, but - even within the context of gastronomy, since tending to the canteen is Salva's job - showing a man setting the table when we so often often see the women doing that (e.g. Luz serving coffee in 493) is notable. You don't even see his head here: the focus is on the labor. And he is in an apron, too (I don't recall Gaspar in an apron, wo portrayed a lot less dominant masculinity by looks Gaspar the Honorary Lesbian)

I have no idea whether the queer sailor theories (@madronash? @anandabrat?) will go anywhere, but it would another puzzle piece. But in away, it would also be nice if a straight sailor set the table 1960.

[esterzach]

I had forgotten about this whole name analysis I made a while ago about this show. Angel, Alberto, Andress, Arturo. “The A game. The leaders. The Alphas. Whatever that word meant before, it’s something else now. Still fits. The irony.”

And then Sergio. The man in the shadows.

And I also forgot about... the glaringly obvious — Salva.

Back then, it sounded like an odd, almost funny-sounding name to me. Salva... Then I remembered: Salva is short for Salvador.

There was a moment of “Oh God, I am so stupid!” Saviour!

I don’t know why the picture Salvator Mundi comes to mind. Holy fuck — the ego of this man! He chose that name! For himself.

It’s hilarious and a bit scary — to choose this name for your alter ego. Almost as if he thought of himself as a god. Not a god — THE God. The one and only, the benevolent saviour of humanity (or something), according to a certain belief system.

I think I see the genius of the writers in this detail.

Maybe it was just one-sided thinking as part of the master plan for the robbery. Maybe he just saw himself as the eventual saviour of this group of people with a dangerous mission. Maybe that's why he chose this name. But...

He is the Professor. The mighty figure who sits outside and observes like a god. Controls, calculates — ready to interfere if and when things go wrong. Then again, he’s the one who put them there in the first place.

Oh yes — there is an ego. An ego, he would have to swallow. Dry.

Because the saviour — the mighty, god-like figure — finds out the hard way that he is hardly infallible. He cannot control anything. Much less human behaviour. Or the circumstances. Or himself.

It’s poetic. I love it.

He falls. On his knees. Out of grace. And in love.

He just about made a fatal mistake. He just about lost everything.

He lost agency, control, his pride, and the respect of the group. His human side. He lost his heart. He surrendered.

“He was still trying to play God, to the very end. Cornered. Desperate. But still trying to hold control. ‘I need to think,’ he says.”

Until her" Nothing to think about" takes it away. “She is the one who helps. She takes his burden away. With one sentence, she transforms him… From a god to a man again. And she becomes the Goddess, chained, as if helpless, she takes control.

"She broke your throne, and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah"

It's almost hilariously accurate.

In the end, what saved him was the return to himself — The humble, honest, open, and very human self.

And to his real name. The one whose meaning is almost humiliatingly simple.

Sergio.

From the lips of a woman.

...

Pure fucking poetry.

[grrl-beetle]

Brodinski - Keratine (Salva Remix)