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A review by opldxblqo
Twenty After Midnight by Daniel Galera
dark
emotional
reflective
sad
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? No
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
5.0
Wow. Beautiful & cynnical, full of shitty people acting out their vile & selfish impulses. I loved this.
I resonated deeply with Aurora & her disillusion, her belief that we are living through the end of everything, her loneliness.
This little diatribe delivered by Anterro, a self important ad-man stuck in the peak of his beauty and youth really stuck with me:
"At the height of the so-called June Days, demonstrations oragnized by the Left in protest of the fare hike had morphed into cathartic movements against corruption, the World Cup, the wrongs committed against minorities, and everything else that was fucked up about humanity and our country...Even though my heart had been with the voices on the street, my motivation that afternoon was primarily ethnographic. I had wanted to see the march with my own eyes, to watch people and feel their energy on my skin, to capture their desires, dreams, aspirations, and frustrations as accurately as possible. After all, they were our near future consumers, and it was important for me to understand which products and ideas would best suit their egos and desires."
Now that's the kind of person you can revel in schadenfreude over, no?
I resonated deeply with Aurora & her disillusion, her belief that we are living through the end of everything, her loneliness.
This little diatribe delivered by Anterro, a self important ad-man stuck in the peak of his beauty and youth really stuck with me:
"At the height of the so-called June Days, demonstrations oragnized by the Left in protest of the fare hike had morphed into cathartic movements against corruption, the World Cup, the wrongs committed against minorities, and everything else that was fucked up about humanity and our country...Even though my heart had been with the voices on the street, my motivation that afternoon was primarily ethnographic. I had wanted to see the march with my own eyes, to watch people and feel their energy on my skin, to capture their desires, dreams, aspirations, and frustrations as accurately as possible. After all, they were our near future consumers, and it was important for me to understand which products and ideas would best suit their egos and desires."
Now that's the kind of person you can revel in schadenfreude over, no?
Content Warnings
Graphic: Sexual content