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ginathethundergoddess · 4 days ago

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Sorry i went off in the tags

hermes in hadestown is the exact opposite of an unreliable narrator. a tortured narrator. a little *too* reliable. incredibly aware of exactly what is happening at any given moment, vaguely spoiling it for you in the beginning, despairing every second of it. but ultimately motivated to continue to tell the story over and over and over with a smiling face for the sake of the audience, and for the sake of the characters themselves, singing it again to keep them alive. knowing how it will end, but singing it again so that the cycle may restart and eurydice may come back to life. enduring the misery of it all, over and over, holding the knowledge of what will come to pass but continuing anyway to see orpheus happy just one more time before it all goes down in flames again.

#it's like he says in the beginning though #it's an old song- an old tale it's a tragedy #it's an old song #but we sing it any way #he knows the story is important #that the love was not wasted #that it's important for everyone ro know that orpheus tried #and eurydice died knowing orpheus came for her and that's what's important #that orpheus could imagine the world that could be #a world of love #despite the cold reality of it #ans that the world of love that orpheus dreamt about and sang about #where love overpowered the coldest and most wounded heart #is what we should stribe for #but something we must work for #you get nothing if you don't try #it's like hermes sings in the end #its an old tale #it's a tragedy #it's an old son #but we sing it anyway“#and again from the beginning; “wether or not it turns out well”#he will sing it again and again #because how beautiful is it that Orpheus TRIED and Eurydice followed despite everything #how beautiful is the sort of love where two people learn they have to work together to make it work #and it's not all roses and riverbeds giving up gold #sometimes it's birds singing in the winter cold and flowers blooming in bitter snow that makes love work #the love was there; orpheus always loved her #he fails only because he loves her so much he looks behind to make sure Eurydice is still there

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