Self-centered fan letter
Dear Daddy,
Dear Mr. Creator,
Dear Mr. Tarantino,
It’s hard to put my thoughts into words… Well, I was always better with guns and swords than pen and paper. You created me so though. Oh yes, I’m your creation and this letter is just to express my admiration for you. Pygmalion had marble, Shakespeare had paper and you had celluloid. And you all had dreams and the power, with which you called those dreams into being. Thank for you, I came to life and I may live longer than one single lifetime. I can live as long as people buy ticket for ‘the goriest movie ever’ and they become imbued by my story, they could feel my pain, my rage... They could lost themselves in my story so deeply that they may forget the popcorn in their hands, which will be discarded untouched when finally the lights went on… This is the magic you do to people, Mr. Tarantino. Thank you for letting me being a part of your dreams.
Sincerely yours,
Beatrix Kiddo
Muse: Beatrix Kiddo aka Black Mamba aka the Bride
Fandom: Kill Bill
Words: cc. 200
Dear Mr. Creator,
Dear Mr. Tarantino,
It’s hard to put my thoughts into words… Well, I was always better with guns and swords than pen and paper. You created me so though. Oh yes, I’m your creation and this letter is just to express my admiration for you. Pygmalion had marble, Shakespeare had paper and you had celluloid. And you all had dreams and the power, with which you called those dreams into being. Thank for you, I came to life and I may live longer than one single lifetime. I can live as long as people buy ticket for ‘the goriest movie ever’ and they become imbued by my story, they could feel my pain, my rage... They could lost themselves in my story so deeply that they may forget the popcorn in their hands, which will be discarded untouched when finally the lights went on… This is the magic you do to people, Mr. Tarantino. Thank you for letting me being a part of your dreams.
Sincerely yours,
Beatrix Kiddo
Muse: Beatrix Kiddo aka Black Mamba aka the Bride
Fandom: Kill Bill
Words: cc. 200