Talk:Trollhunter/@comment-7706473-20140713070021

Trolls, and their abilty to know when a Christian is near, peh. They ruin all good gatherings! Why, once in a bonfire in Pommerania - but I kid. On the one hand, I can't help but root for it, given that our narrator has the profound ability to pray loudly when obvious danger is nearby - but on the other, the Troll is depicted as an unstoppable force of nature, and that is plenty frightening on it's own merits. I especially like how nervous the narrator (Aaron) becomes, so much so that he percieves his father's hand as a 'fleshy appendage'. There's an incredible feeling of impending gore that closes in nicely in the final resignation; and all because Aaron had to meddle in things he didn't understand, ahaha.

As for that, there was actually a Norwegian film dealing with the myth, though I can't say I was as fond of it as I was of this. I've always liked the myth because it implies that perhaps all old heather-dwellers are simply trolls amongst sheep, a pleasant enough myth, however unlikely.

I'd say that I found the narrator grating, but believable - and his attempt to avenge his father's death goofily heroic, which made his doom more tragic than I normally would've felt. The story was a bit short, but that helped everything seem like it was spiraling out of hand - and the ending more 'hard-punching' if that makes sense.