I cannot get over how Buntaro performing a tea service, what would generally be considered as a thoughtful gift, to show Mariko that he loved or cared for her completely missed the mark vs. Blackthorne stepping up as Mariko’s second, ready to participate in her seppuku ritual after asking her to live for him, loving her so much that he’d defy his own logic, loving her enough to accept that if life and death are the same, both able to have meaning in the act of living and dying, and she wouldn’t live for him, then he would at least be a part of her death, his life would have meaning to her death and they would then always be connected - the way Buntaro’s act of service is a show while Blackthorne’s act of service is a sacrifice for him and her I ACHE 😭😭😭
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“I, Akechi Mariko, protest this shameful attack by Lord Ishido. And by my death …” (Shōgun 2024, Chapter 9: Crimson Sky)
And he closed his eyes and heard no sound
but her breathing warm against his mouth
(St. Stephen's Cross, Vienna Teng)
Saint Stephen is venerated as the first martyr in Christianity
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Blackthorne's 'consider living for meee 🥺' gambit is sooo good because the obvious rejoinder (consider how little your feelings matter in the face of all Mariko has endured) is one he is already WELL aware of. It's so obvious that the only reason he's trying this fucking where's-my-hug style gambit is because there's literally no other option available to him--beyond, that is, accepting her plan.
And in the end what's a truer expression of love than that moment, holding the blade above her, waiting?
He doesn't understand the choice she's making--in fact, he hates it. After all, his whole life in this country has been in essence a second life. He was rebirthed starving and scurvetic and fucking stinking, covered in guts as he emerged from the pit! Life takes you to the edge and back again but so long as you are at its table there are always dice to be rolled. Death is, therefore, defeat, and off the table entirely. It is never a choice.
Blackthorne feels that as he experiences the world, so he defines it. If he ceases, the world ends also. It's not a selfish feeling: it comes very naturally to very many of us. What's the point in thinking about the world without us in it? We can no longer influence it, nor reap its rewards. He will probably always feel this, and for him it's true.
For Mariko, though, death is the reason she was kept alive. Her life has meaning to her, of course. Yet that subjective meaning--her experiential life--is subordinate to and distinct from her life's purpose. She has always stood where she was supposed to stand, left the room when it was time, known what to say--and she knows, as clearly as the trees know when to drop their blossom, that her death is always an option. Death confers a meaning onto her life that extends beyond her subjective experience and into the world. If she ceases to be, the world will react to it--and from her death, if she uses it correctly, a thousand ripples will emanate. She has gone through her whole life feeling this, and for her it's true.
Blackthorne talks in this episode about the simple words he has picked up in his time here. These pale in comparison to what he has learned about translation, which is: some things can never be communicated in a way you will understand. That does not mean they are untrue. It does not even mean your own, opposite truth is rendered false!
Sometimes all you can do when you love someone is make their incomprehensible choice easier for them to bear.
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