If you ask me what Ju Fufu is, I can only say that she may be the embodiment of the nonsensical depression in modern life. Although she holds a popcorn pot and hits people everywhere, her movements are as smooth as dancing, but it is actually a mockery of the absurdity of reality. After all, who would have thought that a pot can not only cook but also hit people, and it is a popcorn pot with fire? This is not a prop in an absurd script, but a hint that life is a pot with fire, which may explode at any time.
Her attack movements, four consecutive hits, are crisp and neat, just like those people who are squeezed to the point of suffocation, and continuously bear the blows of life. The first three hammers seem to be endless pressure, and the fourth hammer is a chance to breathe, but it is unwilling. If you look closely, there is fire in the movements, as if she is burning all the troubles with fire. Unfortunately, the fire can only burn the dust on the surface, but the fire in the heart is difficult to extinguish.
Dodging and sprinting are even more interesting. She used a spatula to swing the fire like a spinning top, and the flames flew in the air, just like the desire for freedom of modern people. Unfortunately, freedom is a merry-go-round, never catching up, always escaping. Ju Fufu turned to avoid the attack, and those movements were very familiar, just like our dodging in the face of various difficulties in life. We knew it was useless, but we had to dodge it.
The trick of “opening the pot” is particularly intriguing. When she opened the pot, the flames rose, and her teammates gathered around the fire, just like a group of people telling stories around a campfire in the cold wind. But the warmth in the fire is limited, and the wind outside is still biting cold. This is like a small group in our society, which may give you temporary warmth, but cannot completely change the cold reality.
Her wound system design can be regarded as a philosophical whim. The more injured you are, the stronger your attack power is, which is no different from those people in our lives who “are scarred but still fight.” Pain becomes a source of strength, which is like a satire and praise of human tenacity. Who says being injured is weak? Wounds are actually traces of your experience and proof of your growth. Ju Fufu’s scars are the medal of her survival.
In terms of support skills, she quickly supports her companions, parries support, and even adds attacks, which reminds me of friends and partners in real life. Life is not a lone battle of one person, but the result of a group of people supporting each other. The popcorn pot is not just a weapon for fighting, but more like a metaphor for collective life. All our cooperation, compromise and assistance are actually fortifications against this crazy world.
The finishing move is the climax of the whole play-the flames are burning, and the popcorn is bursting and splashing, just like the emotions that have been suppressed for too long finally burst out. Although the moment of the explosion is amazing, it eventually returns to calm. Life is the same. The burst of emotions is like the bursting of popcorn, beautiful and short-lived, and only charred residue and silence are left afterwards.
The most interesting thing is that after she left, the pot was still burning and the popcorn was still jumping. You can think of it as a continuation of some kind of spirit. Although she left, the flames were not extinguished, and the residual heat was still affecting the surroundings. Isn’t this a portrayal of our lives? Although everyone will disappear, the influence and spirit left behind will continue to burn in the hearts of others.
Ju Fufu and her popcorn pot are a joke on modern life and a metaphor for human struggle and self-salvation. Her spatula is not only a weapon, but also a silent accusation of the absurdity of life and an exploration of the meaning of survival. Her constantly rotating flame is a symbol of every modern person struggling to survive in a chaotic life.
Perhaps we are all like Ju Fufu, holding a “popcorn pot” and fighting in a world of wind and fire. We beat life, avoid difficulties, look for circles of warm fires, and at the same time hold hope and wait for our own brilliant outbreak.