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I love how clearly the despair and deprivation of the world of ‘Iron Lung’ is communicated through two small and, I think, often misunderstood actions that Simon takes throughout the film. I’ve seen quite a few people laughing about how ‘silly’ it is that he gets a small cup of isopropyl alcohol and then just drinks it, or immediately bolts the entire canteen of water he finds. But to me, that is a wordless means of communicating the world that he lives in and the exact state of mind he’s in.
Simon lives at the end of everything. There are only a few thousand people left alive, and both humans and everything else are dwindling resources. EVERYTHING is running out, including time.
Simon has likely never lived in a world where he had time, or was guaranteed his next meal, his next breath, his next moment. Drinking all the water as soon as he finds it not only speaks to how long he’s likely gone without water (because why would you waste more precious food or water on a convict that is almost certain to die at the bottom of a blood ocean beyond what is base-line necessary to keep him functional?), but it also shows a survival strategy. If everything is scarce, then trying to ration resources opens you up to having someone else take them away. It’s likely to be an instinct at this point: if he gets something, he consumes it immediately before someone else can take it from him. And that instinct is so ingrained that he does it right away, and then recriminates himself afterward. He has these mechanisms for survival that are betraying him, but the instinct is hard to overcome.
The rubbing alcohol moment is another great moment of world-building (and also a great moment of levity in a very grim film). Here is this tiny cup of alcohol, part of a barely-there first aid kit. He’s got bandages, and he’s got alcohol.
And he drinks the alcohol rather than using it on his injuries. Simon exists in a world of despair, in a near-hopeless situation after a string of near-hopeless situations, after being raised in a damn death cult. Why would he use that alcohol to prevent an infection he is almost certainly never going to have time to develop? Why would he care about a hypothetical maybe-future when he had to deal with isopropyl poisoning? He is staring down death.
Why not indulge in a moment of chemical escape? Why not give yourself that moment of oblivion? If there is no future, there are no consequences. So he drinks the alcohol, and it’s both funny and this exquisitely human moment of relief for him.
I feel like so many people aren’t engaging with the layers of despair and loss and hopelessness that even Simon—who is noticeably a defiantly hopeful person even in the face of everything—cannot escape and is thoroughly steeped in. His every action speaks to the world he lives in, and how he fights against it but is still defined by it. And I’m hoping that, now that the film is readily available for rent or purchase, people can really dive into the world and the story and everything created in this film. I am really hoping for a new surge of meta and dissection as people start seeing all the subtleties put in, and the care it took to tell you a story with very little dialogue.
Was driving with my grandmother and in broken English she says “no eyes… no nose… no face. Don’t trust.” To which I looked around wildly in search of this omen of ill portend.
Cybertruck. It was a cybertruck.
Every single fic update there is an author trying frantically to find the right balance between a nonchalant aside of "leave a comment if you enjoyed =)" and clinging desperately to the coat tails of a random stranger, dragging along behind them on the street wailing "Please, please! I have to know what you thought! I'm desperate to talk to people about this! Ask me about the alliterative repetition! Ask me about the symbolism!"
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Revelations 16:3
“Then the second angel poured out his bowl on the sea, and it became blood as of a dead man; and every living creature in the sea died.”
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hi thank you very much. heres some more in the form of iron lung fanart
things in fic I'm used to people kind of faking their way through writing about:
the city of los angeles
the city of new york
sex
how drinking alcohol works
how getting high works
how a child of any age speaks
how nuclear physics work
how [my job] works
how debilitating being shot in the shoulder is
how hypothermia works
things I have never before seen someone fake their way through writing about, until today:
what french toast is
read through the notes on this one trust me
Here's some of the notes, starting with the things multiple people brought up:
SHRIMP COCKTAIL:
banahbanah: #flashback to that one fic where Peter Parker frets about drinking shrimp cocktail because of the alcohol
generaldeliciousness: adding: what a prawn/shrimp cocktail is
#why is your character turning it down because they're under 21 #do you think prawn cocktail is a cocktail #this lives in my brain rent-free constantly #the rest of the fic was so normal #and good enough that i'll still re-read it #but bro
And then many, MANY, people wondering if this was actually authour mistake, since Peter really would do this!
POMEGRANATES:
zhajhassa: #haha where's that post that was like someone describing someone eating a pomegranate but they ate it like an apple
thornhands: #once someone wrote persephone biting into a whole Pomegranate #had to stop and stare at a wall for a minute
sungsingsanguine: I once saw someone very confidently write about a character eating slices of pomegranate.
FRUIT TREES:
zagreuses-toast: #given a very endearing glimpse into a writers blindspots by seeing them describe someone sitting under a ''pineapple tree''
salatrash: I remember something about picking watermelons... OF A FUCKING TREE
baander: #cranberry trees
DOUGH/BATTER:
maycelium: #I'm a chef so I'm really used to people not accurately describing how to cook food #But I was surprisingly flabbergasted when someone was writing making a cake and was kneading it. Which uh #Not necessary for cake. It was interesting for sure but just bizarre
livebloggingmydescentintomadness: #the one that drove me nuts was when a character set aside a batch of PASTA DOUGH 'to rise' #pasta doesn't have yeast!! #it does need to REST but it will never RISE #you do not want an airy crumb on your noodles
lovesodeepandwideandwell: #THE ONE WHERE THEY MADE COOKIES BY LADLING BATTER INTO A TRAY
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@thebirdtm made a beautiful request I think<3
she looks like the autism creature help
the iron lung tag rn