After watching all of the presentations, and getting to sit and listen to an incredible writer and actor talk about their life in the telenovela world, I have so many thoughts running through my head. The one thing that I can’t seem to shake is how much telenovelas are a part of life, and a source of life in a way. They are comedy when people need a good laugh. They are relatable, exhilarating, dramatic, romantic…you name it. Every emotion on the spectrum, every idea, every theme of one’s life… a telenovela has portrayed it. After listening to consumption presentations, and especially after researching my own telenovela (Corazon Salvaje’s) consumption I laughed at the obsession of the fans that followed the telenovela so religiously. There are people posting on forums 90 times a day. There are quilts and family Christmas cards with Monica and Juan del Diablo on them. There are love letters and song lyrics, declarations of adoration from a fan to a character. While doing all my research I just chuckled and the level of devotion these people gave to their telenovela, but after some time of thinking it over, I see it in a different light. No, I’m not belittling how much of their life has been poured into this, or saying that I think it’s completely normal to be this obsessed with something, but part of me is saying that I can see it, and see where it comes from. These telenovelas are representations of life for the people that follow them so closely. Whether it is an escape from reality for them, or a reminder of a cruel reality, or even more so, as Chascas put it, a glimmer of hope. These novelas are more than just sheer entertainment for an hour or two every night. They bring family together, and they bring a culture together.
As human beings we all have this longing not only be accepted, but to be able to identify with something, someone. We want to be part of another whole and feel like we belong somewhere and that we are understood. I feel like seeing these telenovelas, and hearing the stories and reading how fans are so in love, I get it. They have found somewhere they can fit, where their life makes sense, and somewhere they can identify with, or someone. And when it comes to that sense of hope, everyone loves a happy ending. So seeing the Cinderella get the guy, or that girl find her real mother, or he ends up becoming CEO, or whatever the end may be…there is a part of us that takes in a deep breath and sighs feeling deep down that everything is going to be okay.