Iām not sure why it just hit me, but I officially broke down while rewatching Primeās death.
I think the previous times Iāve watched it, it was just so shocking. I was so caught up in the hype that I think my brain glossed over what it must have felt like to be C-137 in that moment.
For the audience, the time between the Prime reveal and the conclusion of Rickās revenge arc was a little more than a year.
For Rick, that was his whole life⦠Four decades. Lost. Wasted. Gone.
I noticed that you can see the exact moment Prime becomes unresponsive, and something hit me incredibly hard about how C-137 just⦠doesnāt stop.
He mustāve been so weak after being resuscitated, and to achieve the sheer amount of overkill he did with his bare hands⦠Jesus Christ.
Iāve seen others say it before, but this scene feels disturbingly and hauntingly real.
All of that buildup, and nothing could live up to the satisfaction of the sick fantasy that kept him going. In his own weird way, C-137 will mourn Prime, too.
I initially cried when Morty hugged him, and it only hurt more this go around. Rick is so fortunate to be loved in the face of such violence.
The contrast between his blood soaked frame and the tender embrace of his grandson.
Where Rick destroys, Morty loves. Where Rick maims, Morty nurtures.
As Rick referenced in āWet Kuat Amortican Summerā, Mortyās love for him is unconditional.
I think maybe thatās why he struggles so much with their relationship. Wong once said Rickās aversion to therapy stems from the fact that thereās no way he could do it so wrong he might die. Similarly, thereās no way he could fail so much as a grandpa that Morty might not love him.
Just give in and hug the kid back, bro.
Ugh, I dunno. Iām just a little broken.
They say a good story will make you sympathize with the villain, and I havenāt quite figured out if thatās C-137 or Prime. I guess weāll find out.