All I Wanna Do Is Have Some Fun...And Hyperanalyze Red Dead Redemption 2
pull on your boots and load up your saddles, it’s time for another round of
Analyze That Scene!
I love these characters. I love how they come to life in every single scene, no matter what they’re doing. There could be an entire spin-off series called ‘The Van Der Linde Gang Fucks Around On A Sunday Doing Fuck All’ and I’d never miss a single episode. Go ahead. Steal my idea and pitch it as a Netflix Original. I wanna watch it!!!!!
We here at ACA, or Appreciating Cowboys Anonymous not to be confused with the loftier fantasy of the Affordable Care Act love the drama. We love the thrills, we love the humor, but as with any good course we need a solid appetizer. We build up to one of the game’s iconic, exciting train robberies with some good, old-fashioned character development.
The scene we’re about to nitpick starts off with Sean doing what Sean does best:
being bad at things
Arthur walks up asking what in the ring dang do he’s doing when there’s rich folk to traumatize and horses to ride. While grabbing his belt, of course, because he has to. It’s cowboy code!
Beneath the playful jibes and posturing there’s a wonderful camaraderie between them. Even Arthur growling at Sean to back down and stop being a little shit never comes off as truly angry, grouchy and tired at best. Sean’s poking and prodding, too, smacks more of a student desperate for the final exam than a shitty punk with no sense. It’s a bit of a task pushing past Mr. Morgan’s barriers, but there’s usually a few points in trying.
he tries to get arthur to rise to the bait and fails, tries to get arthur to confess to being an englishman and fails, but he does succeed in being shown up
well the fuck done
John immediately throwing his weight around as Sir Not As High Up As Arthur Or Dutch On The Social Pyramid But Sure As Fuck Not As Low As You is already an interesting display of gang dynamics, but Sean’s split-second reaction is heartbreaking.
Look at this poor fucker. He’s crushed. This guy wants to please so badly his otherwise foolproof arrogant facade cracks like an egg. Damn if that isn’t some subtle acting. If I could snort a line of microemotions off my kitchen counter I’d be a certified addict
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