You know, you're probably one of the few people who tackled the concentration camps in Hetalia. On both sides of the ocean (which is YES YES YES, because people ted to forget the Japanese concentration camps and the sheer atrocities there). And you did it so wonderfully, and to put it into the context of the Nations, dear GOD, I wonder how they could bear such GUILT, or tragedy. If there is one this that makes the Nations truly INHUMAN, I think this it: the ability to somehow cope on strains that would have left ordinary men blow their heads off (but perhaps I underestimate my fellowmen; we are a fairly resilient race).
I was hoping you'd include also America's er, forced segregation of the the Japanese, but perhaps not for this piece.
What I love when you write these characters is that you give them CHARACTER. You just don't let them stand there and be pretty. You work them. You breathe life into them, and you make the readers feel for them.
So we go first to Canada. How utterly badass he is in this. I love, love how you write Canada. There is perhaps the gentleness in him (his love and concern for his brothers/parents), but beneath it all is a spine of steal and the will of iron. Man, I was cheering for him all the way. He and England were one hell of a team. I love in the scene after he got shot, that France is in the role of the mother, and England is the role of the DAD.
Then we have France. America's description of him is fairly succinct, and yes, that is why I love him. I love him because he cuts through EVERYONE'S bullshit. I love how he knows England, America and Canada well. Knows and UNDERSTANDS them, and helps out in his own, very France way. His scene with England discussing America made me love him so, so much. I don't think anyone writes France this good as you do; beneath all that layers of, well, stereotypical France is this France -- wise and knowing to the ways of his fellow Nations.
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Date: 2009-07-11 03:37 am (UTC)Possibly the most TL;DR review I've ever written:
You know, you're probably one of the few people who tackled the concentration camps in Hetalia. On both sides of the ocean (which is YES YES YES, because people ted to forget the Japanese concentration camps and the sheer atrocities there). And you did it so wonderfully, and to put it into the context of the Nations, dear GOD, I wonder how they could bear such GUILT, or tragedy. If there is one this that makes the Nations truly INHUMAN, I think this it: the ability to somehow cope on strains that would have left ordinary men blow their heads off (but perhaps I underestimate my fellowmen; we are a fairly resilient race).
I was hoping you'd include also America's er, forced segregation of the the Japanese, but perhaps not for this piece.
What I love when you write these characters is that you give them CHARACTER. You just don't let them stand there and be pretty. You work them. You breathe life into them, and you make the readers feel for them.
So we go first to Canada. How utterly badass he is in this. I love, love how you write Canada. There is perhaps the gentleness in him (his love and concern for his brothers/parents), but beneath it all is a spine of steal and the will of iron. Man, I was cheering for him all the way. He and England were one hell of a team. I love in the scene after he got shot, that France is in the role of the mother, and England is the role of the DAD.
Then we have France. America's description of him is fairly succinct, and yes, that is why I love him. I love him because he cuts through EVERYONE'S bullshit. I love how he knows England, America and Canada well. Knows and UNDERSTANDS them, and helps out in his own, very France way. His scene with England discussing America made me love him so, so much. I don't think anyone writes France this good as you do; beneath all that layers of, well, stereotypical France is this France -- wise and knowing to the ways of his fellow Nations.