I’ve long taken issue with Disney movies, and how the mother is either murdered early on, or never mentioned at all. I think that Melody is just fortunate to still have a mom in Ariel 2, because Ariel could have just as easily been shark bait before the opening credits had rolled.
I’ve heard rumors that an Ariel 3 is in the works. So, there’s still time for her to meet with an untimely demise.
Just so you know, I still haven’t fully recovered from the gruesome death of Bambi’s mother.
And that was nearly 40 years ago.
Some things are just hard to let go of.
My girls hardly notice the mother is MIA in their favorite Disney films. In fact, they have been known to kill off the mothers in their Barbie stories, and replace
me her with “Aunt Trish.”
A lesser mommy would be bitter.
The other night, during our bedtime ritual, I thought I’d read them a fairy tale. Recently, I found a book, The World Treasury of Children’s Literature at Amazon.com. This was a book I had borrowed from my MIL and I grew to love it so, that I wanted to add it to our library at home.
It’s a wonderful compilation of nursery rhymes, poems, and stories from renowned children’s authors.
I came to an author’s commentary on the Grimm Brothers. I thought it would be interesting to read the original fairy tales they wrote, such as “Cinderella”, “The Sleeping Beauty”, “Rapunzel”, and “Red Riding Hood.”
Suddenly, the Disney movies don’t look so dismal to me.
WARNING: SPOILER ALERT: Did you know, that in “Cinderella”, the father lived, and allowed the evil stepmother to treat Cinderella like that? AND, when the wicked stepsisters were attempting to stuff their fat feet into the golden slipper, their mother handed them a knife and told them to cut off part of their feet? And they went from a size 12 to a size 6 narrow in just a matter of moments!
As I lay there with my daughters, JUST BEFORE THEY WERE TO FALL ASLEEP, I was trying to sugarcoat and sidestep, but they were on to me. “MOMMY, SHE WAS BLEEDING! RIGHT THERE IN THE SHOE?
For them, it was the ick factor of having to try on a shoe that your sister had just been bleeding all over.
Then, I discovered that “Rapunzel’s” prince had his eyes put out because of the evil witch. Try to make that sound like “happily ever after.” Fortunately, his sight was restored by his true love, who had been living in the wilderness with THEIR TWIN CHILDREN. “But Mommy, how did they get married?” Because, evidently, there was some hanky panky in the tower prior to Rapunzel’s evil caretaker giving her a sassy blunt cut.
In my impromptu version of the story, I arranged a proper wedding. With flower girls and all.
Because I can. I’m the mommy.
I found “Sleeping Beauty” to be the least offensive of all of them. And I can’t even bear to go into what happens to the wolf in “Red Riding Hood.” There were some very tense moments for the good grandmother, as well.
Fortunately, the girls have not experienced any nightmares. I, on the other hand, have been overheard muttering in my sleep, “it’s only a story, it’s only a story….”
And I had put it out of my mind until last evening when Cailey came to me with her doll trussed up thusly:
“Mommy, can she go in the water?”
“Whoa. Cailey. That’s harsh.”
“Don’t worry mom, it’s just part of the story.”
I’m thinking that all the money in my cuss jar may be going to fund future therapy for the child.
Or some new reading material.