The Soul Collector

AMAZING

pretty good

Decent enough movie. A sinister and unique folklore movie, but nothing spectacular. I do wish more people have seen it, so that I could find a Reddit thread on the ending. SPOILERS AHEAD: So I finished the movie confirming my dislike for Aunt Sarah the entire time, I never liked her, never trusted her as genuinely loving Mary. She seemed cold and she’d say almost cruel things at times. And I was right. In the end, when the villages are performing the ritual a voice call’s Sarah’s name. The same voice that called to Lazarus when his daughter died. He made the deal and so began his journey. And we see in the very end Sara is pregnant, despite her saying earlier she can’t have children and how God abandoned her. The voice was the devil, offering Sarah that same deal, granting her her own child, she had already said earlier Mary would never be hers. What’s worse is how the uncle so coldly cares less about Mary being gone now as well when he seemed to love her truly. I guess he is swept up in the wife’s new deal. The elder villager knows that something is wrong with them and he touches the uncles shoulder and his face is obviously upset and he says the beautiful tree bears rotten fruit. He’s talking about Sarah. We see Mary , when making her choice to be with her parents or to go back to her aunt and uncle, we see a vision of her leaving her moth, her soul, in the jar with her aunt Sarah, surely such a beautiful gesture and loving choice, as much as she wants to be with her parents she heard Sarah’s cries and chose to go to her to bring her comfort - only to be horribly horribly betrayed. Sarah eats her moth. Proving she truly made the deal, happily so, and that now she Carrie’s on the curse, consuming souls in the form of moths, starting with Mary’s. Disturbing in a way that makes me wish they went with a different ending. I guess I don’t like the true horror of humanity’s tendency and capacity for selfishness and erasing so easily and so quickly what we loved and cared for from our minds and hearts if it is beneficial for us, I guess I don’t like having to see that reality in films. Not in films like this, anyways. I’d rather see it exaggerated and over the top, so as to not relate in any way. While I can’t relate to destroying the soul of a child I was caring for, I can relate to knowing people that have done that exact thing. I can relate to knowing such people exist. I can relate to being the child of someone I know without a doubt would have given my life , my soul, my peace for their own needs and wishes if they had the choice, they have had the choice and they’ve made that same one every time. While they never ate my soul, they proved that any love was temporary and never worth more than their own desires. And that’s something I don’t like seeing I guess. Not with movies like this. I really wish Mary had a better ending. Oh well.

I LOVED LOVED LOVED ALMOST THE WHOLE MOVIE..I wish there wasnt the colonial / British flaring thri th

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