Hope in Neon: The Power of Stories in Heavy Times
- Val Blair
- Aug 9
- 3 min read
Spoiler alert: This post discusses the plot of the film K-Pop Demon Hunters. If you haven’t seen it yet and want to go in fresh, you might want to bookmark this and come back after watching.
I didn’t expect K-Pop Demon Hunters to be more than just another Netflix show.
It’s a dazzling, animated musical from 2025, where a K-pop girl group called Huntr/x /x — Rumi, Mira, and Zoey, secretly battle demons with their voices between high-energy concerts.
Their rival?
A demonic boy band, the Saja Boys, who serve a fearsome demon king and aim to weaken the protective force, Honmoon, that preserves humanity.
I realized how true this story felt beneath all the sparkle and sound.
This is a story about three girls navigating fame, danger, and the hidden truths that could change everything.
A leader wrestling with shame over her identity.
Music as hope.
Voice as the tool.
Grief transformed into light.
Why it matters now
In a world that feels endlessly heavy with grief, burnout, and fear it's easy to believe that fantasy is a luxury.
That turning to art or animation is avoidance.
That indulging in story is soft.
But here's the truth: stories like K-Pop Demon Hunters don’t distract us from our pain.
They hold it.
They give it shape.
They offer it rhythm.
And sometimes, they give it a way out.
Rumi—the leader of Huntr/x—carries a secret: she's part demon.
She’s spent her life hiding, performing, trying to earn her place in a world that would reject her truth. And yet, it’s that very truth that becomes her source of power.
For me, this was a poignant part of the film.
I know for different people, it will bring up different emotions—recognition, relief, maybe even tears.
So when I say this story didn’t just entertain me, I mean it mattered.
Not escapism. A return.
People talk about shows like this as “escapist.”
But I don’t buy that word anymore.
Escapism suggests we’re running away from something.
But what if we’re running toward something?
Toward a version of ourselves that still believes in possibility.
Toward the magic we once felt in our chest as kids, when we danced in our bedrooms and believed we could change the world.
Toward a world where power isn’t about control—it’s about connection.
That’s what stories like this do.
They don’t just offer another world.
They help us survive this one.
Why I’ll keep watching
Because sometimes I need to remember that you can be radiant and raging at the same time.
That your voice, especially the trembling one, is a force.
That joy is resistance.
That grief can coexist with glitter.
And that healing doesn’t always look like stillness.
Sometimes, it looks like battle.
Like rhythm.
Like reclaiming.
If you’re in a hard season, I want you to know this:
Sometimes what helps you might be dressed in eyeliner and sequins.
It might slay demons to a beat.
And it might crack something open in you that hasn’t moved in a long time.
Even in disguise…They’re still sacred.
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