Saturday, May 13, 2017
The only male in the lot is a bloody dirty perverse diabolical demon
NATASJA HELLENTHAL – SKY WHISPERERS –
2016
Please enter this forest of feelings and adventures in a
world that has been severely impaired in its equilibrium by some horrible
selfish act that caused the worst climate change imaginable: no wind, no rain
or nearly no rain, a frighteningly horrible heat, the development of some parasites
like mosquitoes bringing along diseases known as the Sickness killing everyone
that is still alive and preventing the growth and happiness of anyone. That’s
the first big road in this imaginary drama: a man representing the whole
humanity, a man, a male human being, is the cause of all that horrible fate,
tragedy because he was refused some vanity, some power, some recognition, in
other words the basic vanity of the human race to do just as they please
without thinking of the planet and of anyone else.
Personally I find that too abrupt and one-sided, even if we
take this as being symbolical. In the fate of this planet endangered by the
growth out of any proportion of humanity, it is impossible to accuse, even
symbolically, the male side of this humanity to be responsible for it, and what’s
more this male side of humanity kills his wife, hence the female side of humanity,
symbolically of course, but even so.
The second line in this story, this tale, this dramatic
saga, is the fact that the daughter, Nemsa, of this man, Brastalos, who he has
tried to kill in a way or another, survives, unknown of him, with a dead eye
and a crooked leg, hence half blind and a spastics unable to walk properly.
That’s the beginning of the story.
This world is based on the existence of four gods and four
winds, four gods representing four winds and these four winds are the source of
all that is living and good on earth. They bring rain, they bring life, they
bring coolness, etc. The male of just before, the killing father and husband,
has taken these four winds, these four gods, these four Guardians, prisoner,
thus killing the universe. Only a Fifth Guardian can be the savior of this
world and free the four Guardians, the four winds, by breaking the seal
Brastalos has imposed onto the sealing rock blocking all exit or entry into the
prison. Note these simple symbols. Four is the crucifixion of Jesus in the
Christian faith. Five is the pentacle or the pentagram of evil still in the
Christian tradition. And to make sure we get the message the situation will have
to be saved, the four Guardians will have to be liberated by the Fifth Guardian
(the pentacle becomes positive, or is it still negative in a perverse way, like
some anti-Christ?) who will have to be a woman and one of three women coming to
just perform this salvation.
This trinity is too simple, but it is effective and it
brings in with these three women a completely different line, that of love.
Roux is the oldest of the three (she is immortal and thus very old). The second
Xenthia is also old, but less old and she was the lover of Roux a long time ago
and though Roux still loves her, she does not love Roux any more. We are thus plunged
into a love story among women. The third one in Nemsa, the young child, hardly
a teenager and she is seduced by and falls in love with Xenthia. Roux becomes
jealous and we have all along a ménage-à-trois that is funny in many ways with
irritating jealousy, explanations about anything that has nothing to do with
the mission since Nemsa is the key to the salvation of this world, the
liberation of the four Guardians.
I just wonder, without entering in more details that could
appear as spoilers, if the whole magic (Blood magic mind you) of this rather
supernatural story that never really reaches the level of fright we could
expect is not devised for the only purpose of wrapping up a lesbian love story.
One of the three will have to be sacrificed for the two others to live happily
ever after. The daughter will have to kill her own father who will try to kill
her several times. That’s not very oedipal since the son should kill the father
to possess the mother. This twist in the psychoanalytical fabric of our culture
is surprising since most of the time the feminine version of the Oedipus complex
is seen in many TV series as the daughter killing the mother to possess the
father, the Elektra complex of Freud. And the mother having been killed by the
father this killing of the father becomes a vengeance and the daughter is
plaqued into compensating the absence of her mother with a mother substitute in
the shape of an older woman who has taken care of her in the human world and a
young woman to be her lover.
That sounds slightly easy going, maybe light-hearted too. But
there are some very good pages on love even though love is only described as
something hormonal even if it is identified as some fire in one’s heart,
something that is supposed to happen only once in one’s life, though here it
happens twice for Xenthia. The description of this love is at times poetic but
it is always shown as, in one lover, some flowing substance, matter or virtual
waves flowing into and merging with the similar flowing substance, matter or
virtual waves flowing from the other lover into the first one. In fact, Nemsa
only really experience one mental problem in this love affair: her fear, hatred
and anger at the fact her lover had told her a lie to engage her on the mission
of seducing her father to bring him to the point of releasing the four
Guardians, though she knew from the very start that was a lie.
That’s where I find these surreal characters in this supernatural
world kind of fairylike, I mean straight out of a fairy tale à la Brothers
Grimm, bleak, tense, cruel, inhuman, in many ways insensitive. That does not
prevent the rather rich imaginative story with plenty of twists and knots in
the plot that makes the result unescapable but at the same time unpredictable
in its development. Welcome then to the saving of the world by three women from
the nasty climate change killing our universe brought up to us by the anger,
vanity and pride of one single male character. Let these three women save the
world from its perdition.
Dr. Jacques COULARDEAU
# posted by Dr. Jacques COULARDEAU @ 2:30 PM 
