Lighting and Mike and Will and El - Full Analysis (pt.41)
Finally!!!! I’m getting to the final stretch of episode nine. I’ve sectioned it off into, the return to Hawkins, Max, Volunteering at Hawkins High, The Cabin Scene (Extended), Reunions, and The Beginning of the End. Most of those will need multiple parts. There’s a stupid amount of stuff packed into the last part of the season, specifically the last part of episode nine. But I’m going to do my best to try and put everything I’ve noticed into words- and a somewhat cohesive line of reasoning. Or at least find some meaning in it all. But now, after five and a half months, the cabin scene is within my reach.
S4:E9 - The Return to Hawkins (#1)
Establishing shot after the time skip is of all the cars leaving Hawkins, in contrast to the van returning on the almost empty opposite side of the road. It’s pretty neat that there is that contrast present because of the theme of forced conformity that they’ve been really nailing down this season. They’re moving towards danger while the majority of Hawkins has decided to leave. The van is going against the grain. They no longer have any chance to conform. They’ve all been set a part from everyone else. There’s no going back now.
A few other things that uphold this- that we started to see in the snow ball and the Vecna fight- is the continuation of the red and blue colour scheme. However, the difference here is that green is now being used in the background. And has emphasis placed on it- in terms of how often it shows up, and the saturation of it within specific shots. It’s meant to be there and it has a very good reason to. Again it’s directly going against conformity. It’s also cool that it’s utilizing nature to do so? Because of the queer theme’s within Stranger Things, using it this way is directly against the common argument that queer people are unnatural. But it’s also showing new growth in our character, and maybe foreshadowing and end that isn’t complete and utter destruction.
It’s just very hopeful, admis the chaos. And probably alluding to queer themes. All good things.
The van is very distinctive, and they use that quality a lot for establishing shots. It looks very out of place wherever it goes- especially when they’re running after they find El. (I actually crack up watching the end of that scene with the dramatic shots of the van driving away and being shot at because it just looks very out of place. Even though I’m aware that this is a somewhat serious scene). It’s the same as it drives into Hawkins. This shot is juxtaposing the van in the way that it’s the only vehicle going into Hawkins despite the many leaving, and it sticks out.
They’re past the point of conforming. There’s no going back now. Not with character arcs or the plot. That last fight tipped everyone over the edge.
Jonathan is the first person we see reacting the the flood of people leaving Hawkins. Argyle’s behind him, out of focus, but we can still see his facial expression and how he’s viewing this situation. Argyle looks confused- and a bit contemplative but Jonathan looks concerned. the important thing about how this shot is set up is that as we go forwards into this scene, we see a lot more shots like this one. The focus on one person, and another person blurred behind them.
It’s almost like Argyle’s either in Jonathan’s perspective, or is perceiving Jonathan’s reaction as well as the situation.
The colours also start to come into play here- specifically in costume design. Jonathan’s been wearing a blue and red shirt for the majority of his time on screen, but now we’re really focusing in on it. Because now we need to see why Jonathan is wearing red and blue.
Then we see a similar shot of Mike and El. Mike’s our main focus, and El’s blurred into the background. The green behind them isn’t very vibrant and together they’re wearing blue and red. (Left eyes also in shadow- some connection to the supernatural elements of Stranger Things either directly tied to the elements within the show or foreshadowing).
The last person we focus on in the van as they drive into Hawkins is Will. He’s the only one without someone else behind him, and the only character that’s background is green. Will’s face doesn’t appear to have the same shadows that El and Mike do (and Argyle), and isn’t wearing blue and red. He’s wearing blue and yellow, as he has been for most of this season, and is visually set apart from what we’re about to see.
As we zoom out from the inside of the van, the only objects that we can see within it are blue and yellow. The saturation of the grass and trees outside is also notably lesser than what was behind Will.
We move up from the road, and the cars leaving, to see the scale of the destruction. And the helicopters covering it. The cars on the road are very detailed. Ones a police car, and ones green with (racing stripes?), and a few others that are blue, and one or two red ones as well. It’s interesting that the these specific colours are chosen for the cars leaving Hawkins, because of their meanings that have already been established within the show.
Blue car, green suitcases, red bricks: once again we are met with these specific colours. The people in this shot are wearing blue and/or red. At a different angle we can see the colours of one persons sweater: blue, red and white.
Will, the one with the green background and blue and yellow clothes, is the first person we see watching these people leave. El is in shot with him and her left eye is dark again. (I don’t think this is possessiongate, I think it’s something else). He’s watching everyone leave as he returns.
We see these people packing up as well, and they’re wearing blue and pink.
We see Mike and El’s reactions to everyone leaving, now. Blue and red. Mike, however, is the center of our shot. He’s our main focus. Him and El still both have shaded left eyes, but their reactions to what happened here isn’t equal. Mike’s reaction is being emphasized more than El’s.
At the high school we see more people dressed in blue and red. The truck and the car in the last picture are red and blue as well (that car may be green, I can’t really tell- that makes it have an entirely different meaning though. So).
Will finally gets a shot with another character, and that charavter is Mike. Boy slides into frame as the focus pans from Will to Mike. And of course, Will is notably better lit than Mike is. The colours we see in the window behind them are red, blue and green.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!Also, look at Will. And look at Mike blatantly looking at him. We’ve got a lesne focus shift thing going on and everything. And Will is glowing. He wasn’t lit like this in earlier shots either- because he’s only angelic like this when Mike’s looking at him. Almost missed this because I got distracted by everything else that’s going on in this episode. But, back to the main reason I started writing this- Mike Wheeler sees Will Byers like this. All the damn time. And season four really gets into how Will is Mike’s light. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The we come up on the library. Again, people are wearing red and blue. The yellow fire hydrant might be foreshadowing Will’s future involvement in fixing all of this. That eye on the van is referencing the theme of being watched that’s been consistent throughout Stranger Things.
So, everyone’s wearing red and blue- forced conformity- after the monologue. And everything else that happened. Green is being used a lot in the background- like vibrant noticeable green. And Will’s one of the only one’s that’s not wearing red and blue. And he’s in the light again.
Mike, Will, and El are the people who we see really take in the extent of the destruction. We’re really looking close at their reactions. Sure we see Jonathan, but we don’t see what he’s thinking beyond the catastrophe in front of them.
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OKAY. I did it. @thr-333 i finally did it. i made your lil guy. AND i gave him lore.
but before i show you i want you to see the mass amounts of concept sketches i came up with cuz i couldnt figure this guy out for the life of me.
haha this went in so many different directions. i wanted him to look young, but any time i drew him like that he looked weird. so i tried a teenager. that just looked terrible. eventually i got it right tho :)
oke, lore time! i gave this boi trauma so brace yourselves! also, imma try to make it mostly as a fic cuz i wanna see if i can actually write like that. oh, btw for context go here :)
The altar was beautiful. A tiny hut with no front wall. a large cork board on the back wall with pretty charms hanging from it. and a solid stone table in the center with lavender growing around the edges and corners. it would have been a wonderful sight.....if it wasn't Tommy's final resting place. two large men in black robes and masks covering their faces ushered Tommy forward. His hands were bound, and he was too weak to get away. the men shoved him to his knees, their hands gripping his shoulders hard and mercilessly. the priest stood behind him, speaking out to the crowd. nobody seemed to care that Tommy was just a child who didn't want to be here. he knew he would die one day. but he expected it to be from starvation or some sort of sickness from living on the streets. not like this. not as a sacrifice for some stupid Moon God. The priest finished his speech. shit. Tommy struggled against the ropes. please. i don't want to die. let me go. i know i wasn't good. just please don't kill me. i wont do anything bad again. i promise. please. don't kill me. i don't want to die. tears ran down his face, as he tried to plead with the people all staring at him. words failed him. he couldn't speak. suddenly his whole body went numb with shock as the priest poured a bowl of freezing cold water over his head. the man chanted some words in a strange language as Tommy coughed and tried to reorient himself. he opened his eyes and looked up, trying to see the priests face and plead with him. all he saw was the dagger coming down on his head. the world went silent. time seemed to slow down as the blade reached the space between Tommy's wide, teared up eyes. blood splattered onto the stone floor below them. people cheered, all chanting the same words the priest had spoken. Tommy fell limp. he was dead. his body slumped and flopped onto the ground. the priest picked him up, raising his dead body up for everyone to see. he then laid him down on the altar. saying a prayer and then turning back to the people to preach to them again.
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the two stars frantically tried to tell their story to Casey. two farmer stars. Casey had no idea what either of them were trying to say, as they were both talking over each other. He raised up his hands, gesturing for the two to stop and back up. "okay, okay, slow down. uh, you." he pointed to the one on the right. "what happened?" the star began to recite what she had seen. a boy. dead on an altar built by an obsessive cult village. the small star finished her story and casey folded his arms. "well shit. both of you stay here. tell the others what happened and have Ally and May meet me at the Tree Shrine." There were a few stars that Casey knew the names of. but that's only because they usually followed him around everywhere they could. Casey then looked up at the small owl sitting on his head. he sighed, already dreading the convrsation he and his sister were going to have in the future. "go tell Dellta." the small owl, Abby, nodded slightly and flew away. Casey then held his hand out over the blackness under his feet. he was standing on the barrier between the Night and the Mortal World. a hole formed below him and he fell through, the other side leading to the woods surrounding the Cult Village. he looked around. it was dark out. Casey's time. the Nighttime. perfect. he walked through the forest, moss and mushrooms growing everywhere he stepped. it was cloudy tonight. the moon wasn't out. Casey moved quickly, just a blur through the trees to anyone who might see him. finally, he reached the altar. it was built up on a short cliff, and casey was at the bottom behind it. he jumped up to it, the wind blowing carrying him upward so he could land on top of the structure. he then hopped down to the stone floor below, drifting slowly until his feet reached the cold surface. he turned to see the boy. there he was, laying dead on the glossy stone table. a small incense fire had been lit on his chest and had already begun to burn him. Casey immediately brushed it off of the child, putting out the fire and dusting away the ashes. he stare down and the boy, whose face still had blood stains running down from between his eyes and splatters all over his skin. Casey brushed the hair away from his forehead. he then wiped off some of the blood with his thumb and pressed it to his forehead, painting the mark of the Night. Casey whispered the same words Celestial had spoken when they made Casey and Dellta spirits. the mark glowed and turned from blood to a permanent tattoo on the child. Casey then carefully lifted the boy up in his arms, holding him gently and making his way back to the spirit tree.
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The boy opened his eyes slightly. everything was blurry and way too bright, and he had a horrible ache in his head. his gaze drifted upward as he tried to figure out who was holding him. his vision was still too poor to see them clearly. whoever it was, they seemed gentle. and their hands were very cold. their figure was dark, although their eyes seemed to be glowing yellow. the child tried to speak, but he couldn't even open his mouth. all that came out was a muffled "mmmm....mfff..." The figure slowed down for a second, looking down at him. "ah. you're awake. don't worry, Konton. you're safe now." their voice was tired and draggy, yet somehow warm in a strange way. wait...Konton? is that....my name? Konton. I like it. Chaos in japanese. wait, how do i know that? i don't speak japanese? what is going on?? The boy- Konton squinted his eyes to look at the person holding him. fur, ears, four eyes. what the fuck?? his vision was ever so slowly coming back to him....and his memory. he hadn't even thought of trying to remember what happened until now. it came in flashes. the men. the altar. the water. the knife. He didn't even realize he was crying until the person stopped next to a tree and set him down. the knelt down, reaching forward and brushing a tear off Konton's cheek. "hey. you're okay. no one will hurt you now. but i need you to listen to me for a bit, can you do that?" Konton nodded, bracing himself for whatever this strange person had to say. judging by their face, it was going to be long story.
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To be continued..
Holy shit that took forever. Fics are very time consuming. hope you guys liked it tho! please tell me if ya'll want more of this! i know i should work some more on posting HBT, but the Spirit Au is just so much fun! this kid was originally just a lil guy i made for @thr-333, but i liked him enough to make him canon, just like the stars! also, @allyheart707 @kitmay05 and @icequeenabby have all been included in this as their stars! sorry to the other stars, i just felt like these guys would fit best for the roles i had for them.
also! i was doobling the other day and made this :D
onii mask cuz why not? it's not a canon mask, i was just messing around :) that side profile looks like shit lol. but if you look closely you can see the scar from the incense fire on his chest. Konton doesnt remember the fire since it happened while he was dead. although he remembers everything else about his life except for names. even his. he can remember faces, but no names whatsoever. not even pets.
there is a lot more story to this and i might even continue it if y'all are interested. i also have a funky lil comic cooking in the background that i definitely haven't been procrastinating all weekend haha why would you ever think that :D
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