An amazing thing to me is that these three images, sequentially, are a horror plot. Your own longing for childhood gradually consuming you, growing like a cancer metastasizing as you willingly let it consume you, distracted by an endless stream of nostalgic materialism.
There no longer being room for a person in the last image really gives it a sinister and sad dimension that anyone generating these images can't see. Which is ALSO awful.
So many posters and dolls you can’t actually watch the movie on your screen. Would be a metaphor if the nostalgia guys knew what that was