Rely on Unreliability
I think we can all agree, there’s something pretty captivating about indestructible marble agate eyes. Or just in general, there is something strangely fascinating about the strange, and disturbing ways Esther narrates the people in her life. It’s hard to necessarily understand, or envision exactly what she is attempting to explore.Take Doreen for the biggest, and earliest example of this. For the life of me, I can not imagine what Doreen would naturally look like. Her and her standing up bright white hair, or sweaty scent, or rock eyeballs. Or, maybe I can. I envision some electrocuted ghost girl, with creepy crystal eyes, and quickly disturb myself. It’s unpleasant. It really is. Similarly, I find her whole dance with Lenny to be, if not equally, far, far more disturbing than imagining her on her own. I mean, seriously, how can a girl hang onto a man by biting his ear? In my imagination the earlobe just stretches until my brain pivots to something that is easier to digest. Esthe...