I cannot believe i cried watching Pan's Labyrinth! It was such a beautifully weird fantastical portrayal of a fantasy world existing parallel with the real world. And what really struck me was how everything flowed like fabric together and made perfect sense.
Tears just kept flowing down at the final scene where that monster of a captain/stepfather cum megalomaniac and psychopath took his newborn son, her half brother away from her, shoved her away and without any sign of human conscience shot that helpless,orphaned little girl right in the chest.
It was utter sadness...grief,awe and epiphany overwhelmed me at the baseness humanity could succumb to and also angelic heights that a mere human child could soar to, even to the extent of sacrificing her own life and future for that of her baby brother.
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