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Pardon my English. Lestat in the movie is an Estp, there is no doubt about that. But the Lestat in the original novel is very different. We are given a chance to analyze what he did from his inner narrative, instead of only seeing the outer manifestations of his way of living. The concept of beauty that Lestat pursues in the book does not come from Se's "immediacy and focus on reality", but from his belief that "the concept of beauty" is "the most primitive, most pure, and the one that can transcend symbols and contain the most possibilities". The closest thing to the essence of the world as seen by the ne-ti user: the ineffable truth that is revealed by deconstructing and questioning all symbols. (the real). In the following, I will select descriptions from the book to testify my point. All original text will be indicated by 【】, and the analysis is after each paragraph. 【the dreamer, the angry one, the complainer.】 notice what comes the first? He lives in a world of pure theoretical and intellectual curiosity/fantasy. At the same time, there is a lack of interest in land and money/power which actually exists. 【"But that's just it," I said, "we don't make any discovery at that moment! We merely stop! We pass into nonexistence without ever knowing a thing." I saw the universe, a vision of the sun, the planets, the stars, black night going on forever. And I began to laugh. "Do you realize that! We'll never know why the hell any of it happened, not even when it's over!" I shouted at Nicolas, who was sitting back on the bed, nodding and drinking his wine out of a flagon. "We're going to die and not even know. We'll never know, and all this meaninglessness will just go on and on and on. And we won't any longer be witnesses to it. We won't have even that little bit of power to give meaning to it in our minds. We'll just be gone, dead, dead, dead, without ever knowing!"】 He explores, questions, and aspires to find a way to make the experience of “the infinity” possible for those who are ultimately heading towards the end of death (the disappearance of possibility). He cringed from the bottom of his heart at the complete closure of possibilities and the unfulfilled curiosity. 【I walked and talked and gestured like a contented human being, but I was flayed. I was shuddering. My teeth were chattering. I couldn't stop it. I was staring at everything around me in horror. The darkness terrified me. The sight of the old suits of armor in the hall terrified me. I stared at the mace and the flail I'd taken out after the wolves. I stared at the faces of my brothers. I stared at everything, seeing behind every configuration of color and light and shadow the same thing: death. Only it wasn't just death as I'd thought of it before, it was death the way I saw it now. Real death, total death, inevitable, irreversible, and resolving nothing! And in this unbearable state of agitation I commenced to do something I'd never done before. I turned to those around me and questioned them relentlessly. "But do you believe in God?" I asked my brother Augustin. "How can you live if you don't!" "But do you really believe in anything!" I demanded of my blind father. "If you knew you were dying at this very minute, would you expect to see God or darkness! Tell me." "You're mad, you've always been mad!" he shouted. "Get out of this house! You'll drive us all crazy." He stood up, which was hard for him, being crippled and blind, and he tried to throw his goblet at me and naturally he missed. I couldn't look at my chattering though we were right in the hot sun, and the sun was glaring off the little polished violin, and I watched Nicolas swaying into the music as he stood before me, the raw pure sounds swelling magically to fill the orchard and tile valley, though it wasn't magic, and Nicolas put his arms around me finally and we just sat there silent, and then he said very softly, "Lestat, believe me, this will pass." "Play again," I said. 】 “I turned to those around me and questioned them relentlessly. “——Typical Socratic interrogation. Pursuing beauty is the way Lestat has chosen to reconcile with the "nihilistic conundrum" faced by the NTPs. It is the transcendent beauty that redeems him from the quagmire of nihilism.
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