At this point, I hope that the average viewer would realize that he or she is being placed into the role of a psychotic male, obsessed with a woman who is more an object of study than of love. Egaeus, the narrator of the short story “Berenice,” admits that he does not love his cousin/bride, even though he decides to marry her. His mental illness and past trauma forces him to distance himself from Berenice. Once his monomania sets it, she is forever transformed in his mind because of the degenerating physical effects of her disease.
I would imagine that this still represents the kind of probing view regarded to a woman like Berenice. She is less of a person and more of an idea to be analyzed and figured out.
Besides crafting and learning how to use a DSLR camera, I also learned how to do my own make-up…as long as I want to look like I am dying from Tuberculosis. This look was achieved with a heavy-handed application of the lightest concealer I could find and some thoughtful strokes of purple and blue eyeshadow. My make-up artist friend was unavailable, it is prom season after all, so I experimented with different looks myself and sought out help from YouTube tutorials.
