I am convinced that there is something fabulous in the cold.
be because there are always stories in the long winters to cross, blizzards and storms to survive, or because the stories are nice when someone tells her about the fire, the fact is that in these days I seem to live in a raw charm to Stephen King . Not that there's nothing scary, but I do not know how else to communicate that sense of unease and beauty that send me some Christmas scenes. Here, despite the smiling children and fat Santas, December has noir and suggests, at times, a strong sense of contradiction. Like a sad tale. As it was not always so, the consensus is that fairy tales should not be sad ... I just want to see who goes to tell a child that dies in the original Little Mermaid! And the Little Mermaid is not even the worst. Looking
of beggars on the streets of the capital, of all the bright lights and decorations, I could not help but think of the Little Match Girl. That means that upset me as a child ... Listened to and listen to (remember the stories on tape?
A thousand there .. . ) and thought that sooner or later the ending would change.
But there are cases in which the end can not be changed and how you can listen to the story remains the same.