Embrace me, Mom la Mer

Lucky Season 1 marked its final this week. Impressively it did so, would say. The story twisted multiply while not deviating excessively from Viewers’ anticipation. But what were we anticipating?

Probably not much of anything. For me, Pricilla made her role perfect in the end, with lots of vice as much as full of misery in herself. Life is an enigma for anyone with no exception.

(All images below are my a screenshots from Google images in relevance. The change of color scheme is mine).

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This is John, played by Timothy Olyphant. As a conman who raised his daughter as such, with no regret or with unseizable remorse. In episodes toward the final, his monological self demonstrates nothing and everything at the same time to nobody but to himself. That’s Lucky alone who knows his vanity for survival. In the final, the cards of her throw were all risky at the expense of her life on the table. Otherwise oil deckers’re digging the truth out.

The scenery metaphor serves for what? Lucky’s life-betting was an enforced salvation on her father, John. If anything truly impressed this conman more than being a father, he must be savoring how successfully he trained his daughter to flip tricks for her end to achieve.

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Daniel Day-Lewis in “There Will Be Blood” (2007) directed by Paul Thomas Anderson. I would rewatch the film pretty soon. My motivation comes from Lucky’s father, John. How he looked like a sadly unsuccessful stage actor with no audience when speaking of himself and anecdotes! John is equivalent to the villain protagonist of There Will Be Blood by any means. John’s best oeuvre was his daughter who replied to him by her life at risk, genuinely by her choice at this time.

I don’t how well you remember the crucial scene in There Will Be Blood, in which he seized (stole) a baby from a mother in order to get a priority place as a father with his infant status. In Lucky the final episode, John’s discourse evolves around how dearly the baby Lucky was and how luckily she rescued him from law-enforcement by being a lovely, helpless baby.

Save kids! Save our children for humanity! That’s the indisputably true dictum for Silo as non-surprising revelation. Anyone contests it, such a person is a mere devil.

Is John a devilish man? Or Cary’s father who denies his son? That’s why I see Pricilla made herself in the end. By her self-sentenced condemnation to herself as well.

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My essays and film reviews are in general not for moral arguments nor for all people to read them happy. Not necessarily selectively written but very likely readers can know who they are and what they are inclined to and why or why not.

Art lovers are art lovers. Analysts are analysts. God knows the evilness of his Creatures. Free to be evil. Free to be saved. Nature is a salvation. Embrace me, Mom la Mer, said she in her sheer but triumphant smile in silence.

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Embrace me, Mom la Mer by Juliette Masch (8/21)