[This is a giveaway prize for @angelmihe who requested a lighthearted fic of teenage Oscar and Felipe babysitting their little niece Coco.]
“But Imelda, we were going to work on our new project today!” Oscar said, looking up from the workbench.
“We don’t have time to watch Coco, you can’t just suddenly throw off all our plans like that!” Felipe finished, setting down his freshly drawn leather pattern.
The teenage twins looked pleadingly at their older sister as she draped a thin purple shawl over her shoulders. Imelda was unimpressed, as usual.
So I went to an art conference at my school. We discussed things there, like how colors can be very powerful and our subconscious picks up the subtlest of hints. Pixar’s UP was a very unforgettable example. The colors of UP had a lot to do with why we cried. You all know what I’m talking about, right??
Ellie’s death.
We were told that her color was pink. That’s why her hospital room had pinkish hue.
And the next scene had strong pink hues. He misses her. I think it’s got strong colors because of her personality.
Also, It’s like her presence is still lingering.
When he got home, only a small part of the frame (window on the right) has a pink hue as the sun is setting. By now, we know her presence is drifting away.
Mr. Fredricksen walks up the porch and goes into his house.
And when he shuts the door, the final frame looks like this:
Ellie is gone.
The entire frame is desaturated and cold because the warmth in Mr. Fredrickson’s life is gone.
And that’s another reason why this masterpiece is heart-wrenching. And that’s how powerful colors are in films.
AngelMihe 