You “Let Her Go” — Music Video Cover / Adaption by Amaya

My Big Project I’ve been talking about: Short Film kinda thing

This music video is adapting Passenger’s “Let Her Go.” The video starts with a girl of 4 or 5, who is a Daddy’s girl at heart. She loves her Daddy as any little girl would. This adaption is NOT completed, but in the completed version, it shows a girl being fed applesauce (her favorite food). She grows up with her Daddy until she is about 8 years old. The video is meant to be in the father’s perspective, watching his girl grow up without him after eight when he left—and not really caring that he was gone until he sees a tragic ending (no spoilers!) for her. See, for the father, the little girl was just a chapter in his life. He had fun being with her but didn’t take her seriously while she was young and not until he sees her (through a crystal ball or something, whatever) does he see the importance of her in his life. She does not realise why he left, and still doesn’t even when she gets to the end of the video when she is about 13, more on the edge of 14. He was everything a little girl would have wanted for a father. In the middle of the music video, still through the father’s eyes, he is seeing her grow up without him—he doesn’t seem to realise how important he was to her. As she continues realising, she is caught by a draft of unhappiness. He won’t come back but she will continue to look for him. She looks at her baby photos and spends most of her time in her eccentric bedroom and thinking about him and their old life and their memories. She wishes he would come back one day, but towards the end of the film she is caught by a sudden notion that he won’t. The beginning of the film is her looking back at their memories, as if looking in a kelidescope. Then the father watches her as she takes a drastic step towards the end of her life. Her favorite place to be is on her window sill, looking at the lights of distant cities, night or day. So one night, at the very end of the film, she figures maybe he is in heaven (although she knows really he is not) because surely if he is as good as he was, he would have come back for her? She cannot understand it. And if he was a good person, he would be in heaven. So she opens the window, stands on the sill, clutches the window frame, letting the wind make her hair simply float and…

It’s not perfect, but I realise my mistakes and that’s all that matters!

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