I made it.

Yeah! After three days of my life, lost for ever, I finaly achieve this montage. It's here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rKXjkIh PTS4

Well, it wasn't easy, and I don't think the work is perfect. Because for a lot of reasons, like it was my first time with Adobe Premiere Elements, the videos were take on a Walkthrough in Youtube, not one of mine, the damn subtitles on cinematics made me cut several good scenes, my work didn't reach all my hopes. But it's still ok. I'm not Spilberg, you know. At least, lyrics of the song make sens.

I have been thinking more and more about the strange horror of Silent Hill. Like Lovecraft, it has this improbable way to freak you out. But also in deep meaning beneath everything. I remember The Dreams in the Witch-House, where a gradeschool studiant make he's way through a another dimension by passing into the wall. Or a book full of short stories that we named Demons et merveilles (Deamons and beauties), where, in the first novels, some old guy who had witness something he should have not, get his way in ether dimension beyond rules. That is what I was thinking about when I heard Claudia say : "They've come to witness the beginning...". They... Suddenly, I saw the monsters for what they were. Probably human's disturbed souls. Evil or victims. But all jealous to have life no more. Not do crimes, or been punish to have succumbed to vengence and pain. Attracked by Heather cause she could make them justice. I saw them running around, sensless and trapped, like in prison. And I thought this is the way end for vengence: physical and spiritual prison.
When you kill, you get judged for a crime. But it also lock you up inside yourself with your pain. The only things you'll see, now on and forever, are the reasons that brouth you in jail. Even with a feeling of justice, you'll get selfish and being selfish with your pain, it is hell. I know that personally.

The no-laws world of Silent Hill is violence, the deamons are broken souls or maniacs, and most of the story themes are pain. Even for James and Henry. James lives with guilt, and Henry with fear. Decoding all aspects of the games bring you to some understanding of our world. But to see what I'm talking about, you must open your eyes on the ugliest shades at any corners, behind any feint smills, in front of all badest intentions.

- Arouth