/vr/ - Retro Games

>>10243783
A-HA! Now we're getting somewhere. This changes everything. Why didn't you say so in the first place?
You see, "My Hero" isn't really about an external force, but rather, the inner conflict in us all. It is the neverending battle between the forces of good and evil within ourselves. Every being has a little bit of lightness and a little bit of darkness inside, which can manifest in manifold ways. One can view this piece of art as the cycle of violence that we all know only too well. This poor individual is giving a maximum effort to stop it, but is hoist by his own petard and just begets more violence, in ways unforeseen and unexpected. At the same time, another way to see this artpiece is through the lens of mental illness. Why is this mohawked man hitting himself, and why couldn't he stop it? It so perfectly encapsulates the idealized symbolic form of the ever-so time-tested classic addage, "what goes around, comes around." But then the beholder must be thinking, "wait a second there! Why does this person have to look like a mohawked thug! Couldn't it be someone else, like a suited kung fu practitioner named Steve or even an unassuming skirted Japanese girl named Remy? And that, my friends, is where the true beauty of this work lies. Therein lies the special component of the whole that underpins everything together. You see, it is not the middle class that suffers the most, but the lower class. This man is clearly of the lower class persuasion, putting up the facade of a "tough-guy" exterior just to get by in the world. He is the truest victim of society. Was it not James Fenimore Cooper who once wrote, "Tis hard to live in a world where all look upon you as below them?" Every trail has its end, and every calamity brings its lesson. We see that, quite vividly now. A victim of circumstance and rough upbringing, doing unto others only what he knows, and getting quite an uppance in return. Pitiable.
In other words, he was, indeed, the last of the Mohikans.