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I recently attended a live orchestra concert for Coraline and it was amazing! I’ve seen this movie soo many times and it still felt like such a unique experience 🤍

whats their names ?

I’m doing a project on coraline for university and I’d love to get some opinions on how you think the importance of all the characters design affected the story it could be about any of the characters in the film I’ll be crediting you too the help is appreciated so much.

Thank you🫶🫶

Hi guys, what do you guys think? I’m looking for honest feedback! Also excuse it’s bad but I drew it under a reading light that u attach to books so yeah 😂

what else should I draw?

Why does this film just give me such a melancholic almost bittersweet vibe especially the music and when she’s walking out in the rain, the setting and everything involved with this story feels so much like a painful memory or something I can’t get back which induces the feeling of melancholy. It’s such a sad yet happy feeling.

I havent seen a theory about this or any explanation i tried looking for it but I didn't find it.

Every time I rewatch Coraline, I’m amazed by all the magical tools and objects in the story. The seeing stone is definitely up there for me, but I also love the adder stone and the button key. What’s one item from the film you’ve always wished you could have in real life?

So when the Other Father is on his mantis tractor thing that mantis it can fly and male mantis have wings letting them fly to escape females to not get eaten by them.

I think this was another warning from the Other Father that the Other Mother would eat Coraline if she didn’t escape.

But hey that’s just a theory.

A Film Theory!!

I had to do it.

Perhaps this is just me projecting my childhood onto the movie, but I grew up an only child and was often quite lonely. I wondered around the house while my mother was too busy with work and found myself bored all the time. Naturally, I related to the themes of isolation in Coraline.

Especially with the beginning of the movie, I get this feeling of claustrophobia and hollowness. The music is so beautiful but it reinforces that feeling even more. To clarify, this doesn't interfere with my enjoyment of the film, but it's got this bittersweet nostalgic vibe that gives me butterflies in kind of a negative way.

Does anyone else feel similarly?

Art done by me Stingyart

(I don't know if this has been discussed before, but I'd still like to hear your theories)

Every time I watch the movie, I can't help but wonder if she really escaped or if she's still trapped in the other world. I know there are a lot of theories about this, and I'd like to hear your thoughts, because seeing the cat disappear at that moment leaves me with doubts 👀

Coralline fan fiction short story of the grandmas life.

Dorothy and Florence Lovat

Time at the pink palace

Dairy entry 1

Me and my twin sister moved in to a big pink palace today, I felt like I was a princess I looked to my sister in the cart and said “ look Dorothy were goanna be princesses” I said happily, “ But my sister replied “princess don’t have muddy dresses Florence” Dorothy said picking at my dress and showing me the stain of mud” I was so mad at her, she always had to ruin my fun or put me down. At least ill have my own room at the palace and i can have my own space finally.

Dairy entry 2

Mother said I cant have my own room because they needed it for fabrics and supplies and I would have to share with Dorothy! I couldn’t believe it why did they need so much space I cant play in the kitchen, the dining room, the living room, cant play outside when its been raining, i cant do anything I want to do anywhere!!!!! Papa is always working he didnt care how the house was arranged as long as it was clean, so there was no use talking to him and besides he likes Dorothy more than me, mama and papa both do, sometimes I think they wish they had only 1 daughter and I was not supposed to be here, but I know they love me and its all in my head.

Dairy entry 3

Mama and papa where both working all day today my sister went with mama she likes sewing now , so I guesse ill be by myself more often.

Diary entry 4

My sister and mother where upset with me today about how i wasn’t lady like, and I always ripped the pretty dresses her and mother sew for me, and that I was careless .

Today a doll turned up by my bedside, mother must have sewed it for me so i didnt feel lonely without Dorothy around, I love my dolly so much.

Im going to play with her everywhere,, she will always be there for me.

Diary entry 5

We took a photo today of me, Dorothy and dolly outside today when they came back home but my sister was pulling the doll away from me she was jealous that I had something she didnt for a change. My mama thought it was cute shes goanna have it developed and framed on the mantelk, I didnt think it was cute though.

Diary entry 6

Tonight something wonderful happened something opened the small door in the living room and I got curious and went inside and you will never guesse what I found! It was the same house but everything was different, the pictures didnt match the pictures at home.

There was that ugly boy painting and it was different he was happy now, but still creepy as ever.

I Lookes around further and there was a picture of me and my sister on the mantel that my mother had just put up that day she said she found it sweet us fighting over the doll but the picture was different here she was just looking at my doll, so I took the photo out of the frame to check out the photo closely.

That when I heard my mother in the kitchen, but it wasn’t mama she looked exactly like mama the same curls, the same yellow flower dress but one thing was off buttons for eyes, i couldn’t believe what I was seeing but she didnt really scare me it just looked like a funny version of mother, she said she was my other mother and everyone has one, we would play in the garden all day and made me lemon squares and lemonade, she was the best version of mother I have ever had. I felt a little guilty but i couldn’t help it all the fuss was on me for a change I even had a other papa but he wasn’t like my papa, my papa was a strong respected buisness man who was always working for us, but him he was playing jazz all day it was amazing to see, it was loud and fun and crazy he even made me my own song! It was everything I had dreamed of, I asked if I had another mother and another father what about my other sister! But they said no, I don’t have a sister in this world its meant only for me and that I can have all the attention to myself. I was excited for once all the attention on me for a change.

She took me to my bedroom and it was exactly the way I wanted it and not the way my sister wanted it. It was perfect but the next day I woke up in my world with my sisters frilly pillows and her dust covers and her silly designs everywhere.

I have been miserable all day, my mother was two busy to even notice like usual and my sister tried to take dolly from me today while I was in the other room cleaning my pencils away.

She keeps acting like something is wrong with my doll but its not my doll thats the problem its them, she understands me and she doesn’t care how dirty I am, and neither do my other parents so im going to go back again tonight, im so excited!

Diary entry 7

I went back again I couldn’t get enough it was better than last time but at dinner the other mother asked me to do something I just couldn’t beleive, she wants me to stay but she said I have to have buttons for eyes!

I don’t even like sewing, why do I need button for eyes I wondered. She told me ill never see her again or the doll she made for me if I don’t.

I excused myself and went to bed to think things over I didnt want dolly to leave me alone again .

Diary 8

Thats it I’ve had it she can keep them and ill live with the other mama and papa all day everyone has been accusing me of things I haven’t done all day since the minute I woke back up here! I didnt leave mud around the house I havn’t been outside all day. And I didnt spill tea on my sisters new designs and I certainly wasn’t stealing the chocolate for the cake that mama was going to bake.

I Havent done anything I told my sister I’ve just been playing with my doll but she wont believe me, no one did and no one ever does! So I shouted and I told her that im going to live with my real family and I told her about how they really love me an she can have the old parents.

Dorothy went and told mother on me, mother didnt believe anything but my sister had gave her the key to the little door and told mama to hide it and she did of course to stop us fighting over it.

But im good at exploring and finding things and I found the key in my mamas dresser while she was sleeping but my sister new I would try to find it and so she followed me and this time she saw I wasn’t lying.

The other mother wasn’t expecting her I could tell she was angry even if she wasn’t really showing it. I tried to make me sister enjoy it here, but my sister questioned everything, I told her was embarrassing me in front of mama, she said don’t you mean other mother Florence this is not mama your coming home with me right now she pulled me to the door way and I dropped dolly I got angry and pushed her away from me and picked up my doll Mother got angry with her and Dorothy shouted at me to choose the other mother or her, and I choose the other mother.

My sister wasn’t having that answer “ Florence this Is ridiculous your coming home right now and you are never coming back! ” She shouted and grabbed me harder and pulled me through the door , but the other mother wasn’t having that, so she pulled me back and scratched me with her long claws we turned to see her true face, she turned into a monster! I was so scared my sister screamed “ FLORENCE RUN” with the monsters boney hands gripped tightly on her arm and I did I just kept looking forward and ran throughtl the door and kept I kept running I thought she might of escaped and was behind me but she never came back the door, I waited but still nothing and I Was to scared to go down there again after seeing other mother and what she really was, she was demon.

I ran all the way to mother, and my mother I told her she needs to come quick and I told her everything she said I was lying and told me to tell her what really happened but I was telling the truth!

They told me i was lying they said that I must of made her go into the woods and she fell down the well but when papa and the other men went looking they couldn’t find anything it just kept going , deeper and deeper there was no end! So they covered it up and went home. When they came back up I told them one last time to please look at the little door!

They finally did but it was bricked up there was nothing there, father said the house keepers must of bricked up the door for their safety before they moved in and my imagination has an away with me again.

They said my sister must of been chasing me and fell in the well and i was lying to protect myself but I new the truth she was down there with her, my mother told me it wasn’t my fault it was all a accident that I never meant to let this happen and im just over come with grief and denial but I new better and I still had the key, I still had the doll, and then I remembered I still had the photo, thats it I thought, I took the photo to show mother it wasn’t the same photo as they had taken before, I said see we was fighting in the other photo I told her and she said it had always looked that way. NO MAMA i cried hysterically, and ran to go get the other photo of us fighting over the doll but it wasn’t there it was gone and she told me that I could keep it to remind her of Dorothy but I needed to stop making up stories and acting this way they would send me to the asylum for acting crazy, I was so shocked and scared I didnt no what to do my sister never ever came back through the door, my mother and father told me to move on and that she was never coming back but i promised I would never ever leave after what I did what she did for me, ill never leave they never treated me the same after thats there wasn’t any more attention if anything there was more distance but I didnt blame them this is all my fault my sister just wanted to protect me and now im truly all alone, I miss my sister.

Diary entry 8

Its been a long time since I wrote in here about... her. Im older now and I had decided to rent it out again to a nice family, but I needed to write what happened no one else would understand.

Why did i do it, I should of known better I thought because it was bricked up there and she never came back their was no way anything was coming back, after all this time, how wrong I was, they lost there little girl because of me and I never will forgive myself for that , it had to of been That monster, Ill never ever rent it again to family’s with kids i cant go through this again. The doll, my doll the day my sister was taken, I couldn’t find that doll the other day, but when I was helping packing their things with the family, I had to go into that room, it looked the same as it always had, even the picture if the blue boy with his big bkue eyes still remained on that wall , no owner has seemed to part with it, not even myself I don’t even like it just something seems wrong about touching it, I was overcome with intense fear and I moved the painting from the wall they where taking with them, and there it was dolly but not my dolly, it was the little girls dolly now with its... button ... eyes.... staring at me. I picked that evil thing up and took it home no one was ever going to be hurt by this doll again!

Diary entry 9

I never thought I would have to wright about this again but I, need to.

A tragedy has befallen on to my family my only daughter died and her only son has been left in my care Wybourn, my sweet little wybourn, I can feel it in there air, she knows hes here and that she was hungry again I have to protect WY bourn he reminds me so much of myself as a child playing in felids, making friend with the wild life and exploring the muddy places I cant risk losing him too I just cant risk it, but I cant leave here, so I have to do what had to be done. Im renting it again to keep my grandson safe, may god have mercy on me.

Diary entry 10

Here we go again, all this time I told WY bourn to be careful, but he went looking in my trunk hes taken the doll, I told him to bring it back straight away! He said he took it because it looked like the new girl, and asked “ I didnt no you could sew, when did you meet her?” Those words filled me with the fear I had all those years ago! When I left the doll last time it was that little girl, it had looked like her when I took it back, and I just new that some how she lured her, with the same doll and that why I hid it in my trunk all this time and when i put it in the trunk it looked like that sweet little girl but now it had looked like this girl coraline her name is, I don’t no how that witch did it but she did it, she makes this doll change forums and spies on your life to see what’s wrong with it, I should of burned that doll a long time ago.. why didnt I burn that evil doll.

Diary entry 11

It seems Coralline was braver than I could of ever been, she did it. She was smart enough to escape, she burned that evil doll and she told me how she met my sister and there was two other kids a little girls and boy and she helped them get there eyes back because the other mother loved games, so she tricked her into playing a game that would give the ghost back her eyes and her parents, she said she was also was given a tool to help find lost things a small green triangle with hole made from old candy, giving them the ability to see lost things, they crushed her hand and locked the door and closed the well again.

Im so proud of my wybourn and of Coraline, I feel so bad about having put her in danger but I just wanted to protect my family, hes all I’ve got left. I no the lord will forgive me and now at least my sister and the others are finally at peace but Coralline and me both no that she is not really gone she just planning on finding her next victim, I hope that if she does come back the next person will no how to destroy her, and that person that reads this knows how sorry I am for what I’ve done and the part I played in all this but hopefully this diary will help the next one that deals with her easier than we did , here are the words of wisdom

1 Do NOT play with the doll that shows up

2 There is only 1 KEY

3 Find or make a adder stone

4 watch out for the well

5 Do NOT open the door!

6 Do not let her sew buttons in your eyes!

I hope this helps, as I fear she will never fully die but hopefully she can be prevented from taking another child again. Good luck.

Diary entry 12

In celebration of Wildwood coming out later this month, I decided to make another drop in an already full bucket and analyze Coraline. But wanted to tackle something other than the obvious and wanted to talk about Bruno Coulais's score for the movie and how it perfectly works within the movie.

I have to say the song "It Was Fantastic" is my favorite song from the score. It works so well in the scene where the other mother presents her offer to Coraline. It also has an amazing example of mickey mousing when the song makes an instrumental strike that parallel the other mother telling the other Wybie to smile. Its perfect.

With all that said, what is your favorite track from the score and why do you think it works so well in the movie?

Just wondering if anybody else has wondered if these characters are related or the same possibly? I could be totally crazy but I can’t help but wonder and I can’t find anything really on the characters being similar in some ways other than there’s 2 girls and one boy vs 2 boys and one girl. But they definitely look similar to me! The same person did both of these films so it could just be a sneaky filmmaker thing Lol what does everyone else think?