- I'm not quite sure what to make of Reeve's love for Midgar and his inability to love women or even individual people, it seems. Perhaps this makes him a perfect leader, or perhaps not. Certainly it is in intriguing idea, however.
The dream of the utopic vision of Midgar is beautiful. Somehow you make Reeve's almost erotic love of the city work, in little details like his remembrance of the Wutaian restuarant in Sector 7 and his deep sorrow when he realizes that it no longer exists.
I love Reeve's reaction to the mysterious child, his inability to come completely to grips with the mystical. It is the perfect reaction for any sensible person to such an unusual dream.
I am not entirely convinced that I understand what this dream vision might mean, any more than Reeve does, but it is so beautifully written and evocative that I couldn't help but continue reading.
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