View of a Skull III.
There’s so much space in there. Use it.
Leonardo da Vinci, 1489.
"A man such as Tywin Lannister comes but once in a thousand years.”
4. A Scary/Disturbing Villain: Claude Frollo
"And he shall smite the wicked and plunge them into the fiery pit!"
"You speak as if I should be concerned whether you fall or not. It’s a matter based upon your own carelessness," he spoke coldly, unwilling to display any solicitude towards the girl.
Although, if she did manage to hurt herself while he was present, Frollo was certain her brethren would blame him, and he held no desire to be falsely accused of maiming the gypsy girl. Gritting his teeth he continued.
"However, I care not to have you or anyone else blame me for your reckless behavior. Get down at once!""Matters I assure you wouldn’t understand. I doubt you could even begin to comprehend the copious amount of tasks I accomplish daily, while you spend your afternoons gallivanting in the streets,” he spat, still scanning for any onlookers. Strange to see the judge so anxious. Normally his stoic composure rivaled that of Parisian architecture, but today he resembled the average citizen, rather than a cold diplomat. A rare face indeed.
Esmeralda continued to teeter, which only elevated the judge’s present distress. He wished the girl would come to her senses and climb down from that infernal fence. Without warning, her soft hand firmly grasped his own, much tighter then before. He could sense her weight shifting. Had Minister Frollo gotten his wish?
Esmeralda pouted down at him, shaking her head. “There’s more to life than paperwork, Frollo.”
A few stray curls fell down in her eyes when she had shook her head. It briefly obstructed her view and she did not see the small bump in the wood of the railing. Her hand instantly tightened in his, she faltered a little, trying to steady herself. It didn’t help. Her playful smile turned quickly as she fell over her own feet, tumbling forward. Yelping out, she toppled down in Frollo’s direction.
Her shriek startled the aged minister, but there was no time for him to dawdle over this precipitous predicament. Hand steady, he caught her around the waist. Thankfully, she was rather light, and he broke her downward tumble with ease. He’d pulled her into his robes as he staggered back a few steps. He stood stunned for a moment, more or less surprised he actually caught her. Age had yet to dull his reflexes, which was lucky for the clumsy Esmeralda. She seemed a bit shaken, but unharmed and rather…concerned? She gazed up at him with a bemused expression. Frollo scowled, brow raised, agitated she was staring so intently.
"As always, I am correct, but you so chose to disregard my words of caution. I should have allowed you plummet to the earth and have you learned your lesson the hard way. Of course now, I see you’re indebted to my charity,” he spoke, lips curling into a small grin.
Soft velvet was her cushion, very much to her surprise. Frollo’s arms were around her as he caught and broke her fall. Without even thinking, Esmeralda wrapped her arms around his neck, shaking a little at losing her balance like that. Looking up at him she saw him staring back at her. A mixture of emotions could be seen there. She started to say thank you for breaking her fall, but bit back the words when he presented her with a smug tone. Her own fieriness rose and was thrown back at him.
"But you didn’t, out of the kindness of that heart of yours. Thank you, your honor and now I should be going.” His fingers tightened around her body as he held her, an unmistakable gleam was in his eyes when he said she was now indebted to him. This made her squirm a little in his arms.
"Were you just waiting for me to fall so you could make your move? Come on now, judge, you’ll have people looking in our direction if I were to start screaming. That would tarnish your image you worry so much about to be seen holding someone like me, squirming and screaming."
She pressed her hands on his chest, trying to distance herself. That grip of his was like a snake’s, coiling tighter the more she moved. He was a lot stronger than she had originally thought.
“On the contrary my dear, this is a great kindness you’ve obtained from me. I chose to sully my hands with the foulness of a lowly gypsy. I’d consider that a true act of caritas,” Frollo mocked. “And seeing how generous I am, I could only ascertain that you’d be willing to express your… gratitude.”
Esmeralda struggled, but to no avail. From the moment she fell she’d sealed her fate, blindly leaping into the maws of the savage beast below. Frollo’s velvet smile felt a friendly as a ravenous wolf, with a jubilant yet callous gaze to match his eerie grin.
"You were so eager to keep me at your side yet now you spit fire? Am I to take your sudden dismay as truth? I cannot say I imagined someone as bold and boisterous as you being fickle. No, no," he began to rationalize, "you’d have left long before, if you had no interest in my…kindness.”
Pressing her back towards the fence, his foreboding figure nearly engulfed the small dancer. Her mouth opened to shriek, but was quickly silenced. Frollo’s hand swiftly covered her lips and she was at his mercy. He continued to taunt the trapped girl, relishing in the visible fear that had overcome her.
"Let the commoners whisper among themselves. They have their rumors, but my word is law. You’re a fool to believe the yowling of some street hound supersedes the words of the righteous.”
"So I ask you, are you prepared to fulfill your debt unto me willfully, my dear, or must I be the one to collect what you rightfully owe?"
“Yet even now it is not too late. I can save you from the flames of this world, and the next. Choose me, or the fire.”
30 Day Disney Challenge
Day Fourteen: Favorite Villain - Judge Claude Frollo
This guy is my favorite villain because of what a creepy job he does at being one.
I think his character has a lot to say about people that hold power and feel justified to do what they want for their personal gain and viewpoints. His views are cruel when it comes to the gypsy race, and his sexual obsession with Esmeralda is just plain fucked up.
But of course everything for him is justified which makes him scarier. He feels justified by his views on “justice” and the church to get rid of the “heathen and despicable” gypsies. He blames Esmeralda for his feelings towards her physically, then feels entitled to her body and her life.
He creeps me the fuck out. Which in my mind makes him a great villain. Glad he gets what he deserves in the end, thank goodness.