Many of the moments in Master’s Sun elicit visceral reactions from me. None more than the harrowing images of the children in Episode 7 which made me gasp in sympathy and horror at the reality outside the fiction.
The scene I want to talk about in this post is Dreaming Ahjumma by the pool.
It hit me so hard, out of nowhere, tears fell out of my eyes instantly.
I had such sympathy for her situation. A person wanting to dwell inside a dream for as long as possible to escape the tension and annoyances of every day life. A mother, daughter, wife asking if she could stay to watch the lovely show of beauty of fireworks, relaxed, dressed in fancy clothes in a setting of luxury she could never afford in real life.
I am that woman. We, fanatics of dramas, are all that woman.
Which makes the other images more touching because right next to us are the creators of that fantasy who seem to understand and appreciate our need for it.
It is with affection that they view the person enjoying herself, ever so briefly, at their side.
You know what? We deserve our own extra special certificate, too. Even though these fictional shows are not a place we can stay forever, our time inside them makes our non-fictional lives a little easier to face. Thank you, Show, I will be accepting your love letter to me.