TMA ep170 spoilers
martin breaking down upon realizing jon isn't around is so real hes just like me , if my eldritch horror bf disappeared from me in the middle of a panic attack i think id also begin going insane
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Listening to TMA 170, Martin lost in The Lonely, no idea who he is or where he is or who Jon is - but he remembers that he loves.
It’s quite heartbreaking when he remembers the early days with Jon and how dismissive Jon was of him.
And then he remembers and he remembers Jon and he remembers he loves and is loved and it’s so romantic - but also really foreshadows the end, when it’s their love that both triumphs and possibly/probably gets them killed.
But it’s all about really how Martin can triumph on his own - it’s his love for Jon that pushes him but it’s Martin who declares ‘I am in love!’
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Hey do you guys think that the "uncomfortable chair" from tma 170 was a hospital chair, from when he was waiting for jon to wake up and when his mom died
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therapy:
- expensive
- emotionally intense
TMA episode 170 - recollection:
- free!
- interesting lore and concept!
- still emotionally intense
- could genuinely be a monologue taken straight from my brain, almost identical. a comprehensive look at my own struggle with loneliness that I always found so hard to make anyone else understand, which was always all the more isolating. this episode has done more for validating my own feelings than I think talking to someone else ever could.
- martin blackwood!
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sometimes it's just you and the magnus archives episode 170 recollection against the world
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One episode of TMA that I will NEVER be able to shut up about is 170 (Recollection). The first episode that made me properly cry! Not only is it a beautiful exploration of Martin as a character, but humanity in general.
The light, innocent, childish small talk that Martin offers to the tape recorder. He tries so hard to keep it comforted, welcome in his home, looked after. It'd be wrong of course, to ignore it, even in his despair; others should always be put first.
Through tangled, rambling sentences, Martin manages to always explain away his own emotions, actions... To be visibly uncomfortable, unwelcoming, is wrong. He offers up his life, details of his existence, but talks them into offhanded mentions.
The subtle embarrassment he has for himself; a hallmark of much of English society. Everyone must be a self contained functioning person, lest they risk being 'odd', 'troubled', perhaps even 'disruptive'.
And as Martin's inhibitions fade, as his memories of everything grow dim, his instinctual desperation shows so painfully through. Desperately reaching for answers, as a child desperately holds their hand out for an absent parent.
Martin never had a safe person to reach for, someone always there for him. His father gone before he really knew who he was, his mother infinitely distainful... This abandonment mirrored by Jon's absence that floats into his mind in phases.
And even to be denied the pain, to forget what you were crying about, there's something terrible about it. Feeling the lump in your throat, the tears on your cheeks, but never really being sure why they were there, if they even are.
And the chairs. To be denied the simple comfort of a soft place to rest.
Martin's eventual return to his duties, caring for his mother, the subtle falsified joy he finds in it, and his decline into self hatred, blame. How easy it is for him to find his way back to a place of insecurity even when he has nothing to grasp onto.
And how strong he stays. How ready he is to shoulder the blame, to carry on, to be there for anyone who might need him, anything. It's all outside, and when he falls deeper into the fog his internal, pressed down emotions spill out.
All of Martin's fears come from a place of worrying he isn't enough, and this domain reduces him to a state where he is nothing; and yet, he prevails.
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AND THEN HE SAID “I AM MARTIN BLACKWOOD. AND I AM NOT LONELY ANYMORE. I AM NOT. LONELY ANYMORE. I WANT TO HAVE FRIENDS. I- NO. I HAVE FRIENDS. I’M IN LOVE. I AM IN LOVE, AND I WILL NOT FORGET THAT. I WILL NOT FORGET. I AM MARTIN BLACK—“
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