Ren. (he/they) (white) (TME) I like a lot of things. But right now this is mostly a Twin Peaks, Elder Scrolls and classic horror blog. Also. Disco Elysium I’m disco blog now.

renmorris:

renmorris:

the image of Harry cheering himself up by buying a brightly colored tie just kills me. he didn’t smile. it’s a very mundane moment of everyday misery. I don’t know I’m a little stuck on it. it was a little treat for a guy who’s kept his work wardrobe very strict for 18 years. a dash of color for a deeply closeted gnc guy who mourns the passing of disco.

I get annoyed when people act like the tie itself is what’s hurting Harry. It’s part of his brain that’s trying to keep him alive, it reminds him not to kill himself. It tries to squeeze out dopamine from any situation it can. It’s absolutely not good for him, but it’s literally just him.

Anyway most disturbing tie dialogue is the panic attack autoerotic asphyxiation scene, where the tie takes on the role of mimicking Harry’s unknown sexual abuser(s), trying to pressure him into sex. It’s really upsetting. This is supposed to be Harry’s fun imaginary friend but their dynamic is twisted and toxic because it’s this embodiment of his coping mechanisms. Harry is fixated on sexual self harm, of course the tie will reflect that.

It’s really good writing. It’s ridiculous, it’s uncomfortable, it’s very vulnerable. I think how Disco uses humor to make Harry’s trauma more palatable is very interesting. We know how Kurvitz views humor as something inherently dark, something that isn’t your friend. Idk I’m rambling. Got Harry on my mind tonight. :(

Going back to my original post, about it being a splash of color: Kim has dialogue about how wearing plainclothes helped him loosen up a lot.

I think it’s significant to note that Harry could’ve been wearing plainclothes for many years of his 18 year long career but chose not to. it sounds like he was a uniform everyday sort of guy. Isn’t that interesting? Harry smothering his real self, his flamboyance and whimsy under his work uniform. Hiding his identity as a GNC bisexual under the safe masculinity of a cop identity.

Harry represses and represses until he breaks three months before the start of the game. He buys himself a colorful tie that wants him to loosen up. He spends money on his custom disco outfit, his snakeskin heels. And he becomes a joke. Not wholly himself. Still a facade that he plays up. Loud crazy disco cop.