:crawls out from under his bridge, to Troll:
Sigh...Vinyl..DJ Pon-3....why must you be such a flash in the pan for the purpose of the modern day "I R need me some Dubsteps!!".
Her soul purpose in the film, was to go "Hey teenagers! Do you like your Wubs! We know you do! look here she is, your wub-sona!!!!!!! But more head phones with her Cutie mark!!!"
I get it, i reaaaaaaaaaaaly do. I do understand the popularity of a background pony becoming hype. (cough Derpy).
But unlike say, Lyra/Bonbon hype from Rainbow Rocks (ie the mere whisper of a Lesbian couple, in a time and date of human society that gays are being "stream lined") Vinyl is JUST a marketing toy, unlike a "hey, we are cool with you loving other girls/boys if your a girl/boy" scheme that is a Lyra/bonbon cheek/sexy eye contact, moment.
Vinyl Scratch, IS COOL!
:clears throat:
She is!! Hell, i like her! That swagger, that ego, that pumped movement of "damn I am my own person, i can move this flank giiiiiiiiiiiiirl!"....omg i respect that! I soooooooooooo am down with any character, in...well..anything! That is all "I am my own persona, and i beat my own drum!".
The problem is, well, she isnt...
She IS, a modern market funded key to unlock the "dubstep wub loving modern gene to watch our ponies" tool.
"HEY KIDS! DO YOU LOVE DUBSTEP AND OVER SIZED HEAD PHONES...SO DO WE!"...here is a Pony for you to stitch onto your flat brimmed hats (ugh...) and swagger around in!
Vinyl is great, she has so much FAN potential...wait, what was that Gusty? Thats right, I said it I said FAN potential. Look at youtube, search for Vinyl scratch animations...go too fanfiction.org, search for Octy/Vinyl romance stories.....
The reality is, the FANS OF MY LITTLE PONY, has developed this character...NOT hasbro, or dhx. WE BUILT her, WE GAVE HER LIFE, past her marketing gymic of being a dubstep pony.
THIS-IS-WHAT-YOU-SEE-IN-HER! You see what WE gave her, not what THEY, gave her.
That being said, in the film, she IS her Marketing skin. Voiceless, shallow, empty and "look I R make dah wubs!".
You as a fan of her, you are seeing the "look its Octys girl!" or "oh snap Vinyl be working them wubby hips and hair yo!". But to the none fans all they see is a sell-face, for the -hype music today- gen.
I respect her...scratch that, I respect what the FANS have done for her. Given her a loving relationship with her polar oppisitie, and just like what we have done for Derpy, making her a Mother, a successful buisness mare and an icon for those who have challenge that CAN contribute too society, Vinyl IS MORE then what the petty marketing joes have "presented us".
TLDR, Vinyl in this film is..shallow and empty, she is not the Rav Mare that I picture coming home, half drunk/high, grinning from bass in her ears, silently sneaking into her bed room, cleaning up, and curling up with the epitome of high societys black maned beauty who turns to her lover in silent "humph..your late" and taken a blue haired punk into her lean arms and curling tight in love, trust and mutual love and respect for the true souls speech..ie music. This film WASTED Vinyl, it used her to sell toys, and thats just..wrong..
But hey, I am a Roleplayer, a Romantic, and frankly a lonely asshole who sees things his own way, what do I know? eh?!