shills :
My letterboxd comment: Genuinely moved me. It’s such a simplistic and straightforward allegory, but it’s done so very well. The commentary on the harms of conversion therapy and how it takes lives was heartbreaking, but what stuck out to me most was the commentary on how to live with the trauma of being forced to repress yourself. For others, the only way out is to take their own lives, and the many who manage survive can oftentimes be plagued with the trauma and the part of themselves they’ll never be able to outrun. It isn’t that part of themself that was ever the problem, it’s what the church made of it, contorting it into a shameful, aggressive creature to be feared. The way “it” attacks them when they’re alone and dissipates when surrounded by other people is such a good way of portraying how distractions can only delay the shame one feels after the church’s and society’s interventions. Though they likely will never be able to escape their demons—the fear, the guilt, the shame—they found solace in one another, because it’s true: that is what they wanted, for them to fear one another. Regardless, they persevere, because they know that they can’t rely on never being alone and simply hold out trust that, with the support of each other, they can grow strong enough to reject the evil instilled in them by the church and accept that the evil within themselves isn’t quite evil after all. It’s also so profound that the very thing (fire) that thrust them into this torturous existence is the very thing that protects them from it. It’s incredibly similar to the way the church misrepresents and misuses love in the name of a supposedly just god to traumatize queer youth; but when they come to the realization that this abrahamic, idealized “love” is not true, they’re able to kind of amend that within themselves—however small they may start (hence the lighter becoming a warehouse fire)—and use love and acceptance in its purest form to ward off the cruelty of an intentionally misguided religion.
2026-06-29 12:45:40