But who was it who built the walls, who locked up a family,
who stole the light from a home? The senora curses a mysterious force that she
claims stole the light from her life, some force that covered her windows, her
doors, her porch. After so much time in the dark, she seems blinded to all that
is touched by light, she doesn’t know of the mice that live only feet from her
bed or the cats which eat them, her excuse: “I never go there.” In other words,
without light The Senora lives only by what she can feel. Her eyes – and those
of her niece and employee – become in there inutility an entity all their own.
When Filipe arrives in the Senora’s room, he doesn’t see a rabbit, but two red
eyes, alive and eating independently, encompassed by darkness. When he sees the
Senora, he sees the yellowed, monotonous eyes of a woman stuck in the past, and
when he fantasizes over Aura, he dreams not of her body, but her eyes, their
green piercing life, which in a place of dank darkness stand alone in his mind.
The connection between Filipe and the General, and therefore between the Senora
and Aura, is an infatuation with green eyes. It’s in her eyes that Filipe sees
himself and ultimately understands his relationship to the house in which he
works. But then what did build the walls? Could the walls be her age, which
slowly took the green from her eyes and hid her true self just as the walls
concealed all light.
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