Date: 2005-12-30 05:13 pm (UTC)
Oh. Oh, ow. I hope you'll forgive me for wandering in here unannounced, but I'd like to thank you for traumatizing me in exactly the way I needed.

What works in this is that everything is so tactile, and tactile precisely because of the lack of melodrama that simultaneously mutes and magnifies everything Dick's feeling. (Am I making sense? No.) The basic physical details (where Bruce's hands are, where Jason's mouth is) and the tilted perspective (looking into the Cave) have a strange sort of snowball effect, like a gallery of too-bright, sordid photographs -- culminating in a feeling of outsider-ness that is completely overwhelming, completely... Oh, Dick. Never what Bruce needed. Wanted --

The stairs, and Alfred's meal. I don't know why that bit affected me so much. Just. The familiarity of it, as well as the shock that's pervading Dick's system at the time. It's that sort of sensible, understated reaction to a horrid situation that people tend to have, even though stories tend to make bad experiences far more dramatic.

It's just...

Life tends to land silent punches, sometimes. You get that. This story gets that.

Thank you.
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