Perfection is possible only for those who have no conscience, or those with an infinite consciousness. In other words, for dolls and gods. In fact, there is a world of existence comparable to dolls and deities. (Animals?) Larks Shelley are plunged into a deep instinctive joy. A joy that we humans because of our timidity will never know.
At what point a mirror assigns and falsifies the vision of men, their perception of the cosmos? At what point reflects back hurts our relationship with the universe, we banned Joy, limits us, we forced nostalgia, melancholy or vanity? The man has nothing to gain from a careful review, we meet in Innocence Mamoru Oshii , the sequel to Ghost in the Shell . Also, having eyes bigger than the brain, to take his dreams of glory for reality, man is lost. And does that not enough positive energy to the universe. Motoko Kusanagi, Eve's future has understand by joining the Net forever. Thus leaving a need for reflection in order to exist and flourish. While the company Locus Solus sprawling tomorrow is the big smoke and mirrors of the future of man. A glorious and wonderful appearance through its imposing city and its flamboyant carnivals, hiding a dark secret in her dolls meant never saying no. A secret revealed at the outset (as long as you have warned the eye or sharpened) when the sublime generic segment tracing the conception and birth of one of these sexaroïdes. A glint in his eye blue reveals indeed a poignant ghost. A ghost prisoner of an envelope unwanted and destined for a degrading corruption, say no. Innocence, also a fantastic smoke and mirrors, says no and that a cry But I do not want to become a doll . Oshii films are also a cathartic To-o kami emi tame, ie the flight of an angel (I'm ) through the fall of a dislocated doll. A very emotional and fragile body temporarily borrowed by Major "income" of the circuits of the Net to lend a hand to his former teammate, the cyborg Batou. The second part of GITS on top of SF and vertigo essentially recounts a moving appeal for help and the help of a sensational duet:
Help me, help me ...
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