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Minggu, 22 Desember 2013

New: The No Queen


(Note: In order to keep this post to a manageable length (ha!), I’ve elected not to discuss in detail two of the major issues that emerged in the months leading up to the film’s release: namely, the appropriation of Sami culture for the sake of yet another white princess story, and the opinion put forward by Frozen’s head of animation that animating multiple women in one film is “really, really difficult.” I recommend you check out those links and do a quick Google search; the second issue in particular produced some brilliant snark and meta.)


My sister and I are very close. We spent our childhood as co-authors of a number of intricately planned playtime scenarios, and our teenage years as sounding boards for each other’s adolescent rants. She is one of my best friends and, accordingly, one of my go-to movie buddies. This is why I invited her along on my second viewing of Frozen, having decided after the first viewing that I needed to know my stuff when I wrote a post fifteen months in the making. She was slightly hesitant, which is understandable, given the fact that I had prefaced almost every comment about the film with “But the real problem with Frozen is…” However, when we emerged from the darkened theatre, she proclaimed that she enjoyed it. I experienced a brief period of self-doubt. Perhaps I had been too hard on the movie; after all, I’d been preparing to write about it for over a year. Maybe I simply wanted to hate it. It was possible that I had been infected with a Disney-specific case of the “Bah Humbugs.” Or maybe, as I realized later that night, having spent two hours writing out all of the things that bothered me about the film, Frozen just sucks.


(Note: This is not to say that my sister has terrible taste in films, just the opposite in fact. A couple of days after seeing Frozen, she joined me in critiquing it, and she wanted to add to my analysis her own point that the filmmakers failed to exploit the emotional potential offered by the musical format. She would also like everyone to know that, contrary to Disney's marketing, Frozen is neither the best thing since sliced bread nor the "Greatest Animated Event Since The Lion King.")


Differing from The Snow Queen in everything (including the name) but the inclusion of a queen associated with snow, Frozen tells the story of the princesses of Arendelle, Anna and Elsa, two sisters who spend their early childhood as the best of friends. While Anna is normal, Elsa has the ability to produce ice and snow with a simple gesture, and, we are told, her power increases with age. When they are eight and five years old, respectively, Elsa accidentally blasts Anna’s head with her powers, and the royal family must seek the help of trolls to heal her. The trolls alter Anna’s memories to remove any knowledge of Elsa’s power, while the king and queen decide to “protect” Elsa by severely limiting her access to other people, including her sister, until she can control her powers. This separation drives the sisters apart, and it takes thirteen years before they have another conversation. During this time, their parents die in a shipwreck, leaving Elsa to become queen. On the day of her coronation, she opens the gates, lets people in to see her, and promptly reveals the force of her still uncontrollable power by sending the kingdom into a potentially eternal winter. It is then up to Anna to find Elsa and convince her to restore summer to Arendelle.


Anna


We begin with Anna, our plucky protagonist. As a child, she’s rather charming: an exuberant kid who clearly adores her sister and her powers, which she encourages Elsa to use when they play. The first misstep in her story occurs with the removal of the ice from her head. The head troll, Grand Pabbie, recommends that “we remove all magic, even memories of magic to be safe. But don’t worry, I’ll leave the fun.” What the film fails to highlight here is the fact that Anna is being brainwashed, having treasured memories altered without her consent ostensibly for her own good. Instead of allowing Anna the opportunity to decide how to respond to her near-death -- by acknowledging that it was an accident and continuing as before, or taking extra precautions to decrease the likelihood of it happening again, or even rejecting Elsa herself for her own protection -- two men in authority remove her agency. But don’t worry, it’s “for the best.”


The denial of agency continues to dictate Anna’s story throughout the film. In fact, Anna is so sheltered that she isn’t even allowed to take the risk of being her own character; her resemblance to Rapunzel is the reason why I can’t stop calling Frozen Tangled on Ice. Like Rapunzel, Anna is kept inside one building for most of her life with very little opportunity to develop relationships with anyone outside of her parents and the skeleton staff that the king keeps on after the freezing incident. She’s desperate for human contact, unversed in social etiquette, and used to spending her time in the company of paintings. However, while Rapunzel was the one who did the painting (and the knitting and the guitar playing and the ventriloquy…), as far as I can tell, Anna doesn’t do much of anything. Rapunzel fills her time with a number of activities, while Anna’s hobbies seem to be limited to indoor cycling, dramatic posing with paintings, and begging her sister to spend time with her. Even locked up in a similar situation, Rapunzel displays more character depth than Anna.


Another point in Rapunzel’s favour is the focus of their respective “I want” songs. Rapunzel wants two things: to see the lanterns and to emerge from a long captivity to experience the world. Anna wants the latter, but her main goal is getting “a chance to find true love,” which she envisions as a man, “a beautiful stranger, tall and fair.” Whereas one might imagine that Anna would seek a replacement for the strong familial bond she once shared with her sister, the film depicts her as diving headfirst into dude-wrangling. She commits herself so completely to her task that she is engaged by the end of the night, to a visiting prince she’s known for a matter of hours. While several characters point out the foolishness of agreeing to marry someone with no indication of their personality save for a willingness to sing cheesy duets, it doesn’t really make up for the fact that Anna’s storyline revolves around the hunt for romantic love.


The first candidate for primary love interest is Hans, Anna’s princely fiancĂ©. When Anna goes after the fleeing Elsa, she leaves Hans in charge of Arendelle. He immediately starts distributing cloaks and working to keep the population from freezing to death. When he believes that Anna might be hurt, he leads a search party for her. In response to accusations of Anna colluding with a sorceress whose powers may destroy everyone in the country, including the visiting dignitaries, Hans defends Anna’s decision. In addition to the care he shows for Arendelle, he appears genuinely to like and respect Anna. Yet, for reasons of lazy, nonsensical writing, he turns out to be the villain. He reveals that he faked his love and respect for Anna, using her desire for human contact in order to gain access to the throne. After he has been defeated in arguably the least climactic way possible, Anna punishes Hans by accusing him of having a frozen heart and punching him in the face. Keep in mind that this is the man who tried to kill both Anna and her beloved sister in order to steal their kingdom for himself. If the filmmakers wanted us to rejoice in a moment where Anna has gained power over the person who manipulated and belittled her, they should have shown her sending Hans off to prison herself. Instead, a male servant sends him back home to be punished by his brothers while Anna and Elsa get no mention whatsoever. Anna doesn’t defeat the bad guy; all she does is kick him when he’s down while the film practically flashes signs saying “Strong Female Character.”


The second candidate is Kristoff, the rugged mountain man who conveniently witnessed the trolls healing Anna thirteen years earlier. He’s rude, socially awkward, and condescending, but you know he’s the real love interest because he’s the one who journeys with her. Unlike Hans, who urges Anna not to sell herself short in their first meeting, Kristoff constantly belittles her. After hearing that she agreed to marry Hans on the day they met, he argues that he can’t trust her judgment. He agrees to accompany her to see Elsa not because he feels a moral imperative to fix a catastrophic situation, but because he won’t get a replacement for his demolished sled if Anna dies. Even the first indications of his fondness for her are condescending. In the scene in which Anna utterly fails to climb a mountain while Kristoff smugly looks on, the screenplay describes his reactions thusly: “Kristoff smiles, getting a kick out of her” and “Kristoff watches after her, digging her fearless pluck.” Add in the “Feisty Pants” nickname and his general inability to respect her personal space or decisions and Kristoff seems like the last person we should want Anna to end up with.


What makes this set-up even more problematic is the fact that both potential love interests follow in the king’s footsteps as men who exercise control over women. In Kristoff’s case, we are made complicit in this process, as the film’s framing encourages us to identify with him. He is introduced before the sisters, he witnesses their life-altering event, and he gets all of the action hero moments in the climax. With Hans, it’s troubling because on some level, it seems like the film is suggesting that he’s a better ruler than either of the two women. After all, he’s the one who takes care of the kingdom when Elsa abandons it and Anna leaves to look for her, neither one ensuring the well-being of their subjects. The fact that his villainous reveal comes so late in the film makes it less believable, so we are largely left with an image of two capable men who should control everything so the girls don’t have to worry their pretty little heads about it. To have Anna end up with either of these men denies her autonomy. While an empowering narrative may have had Anna confront the various violations of her agency, dating back to that initial decision to “keep the fun” and ditch the truth, the one we actually get frames just such a controlling relationship as true love.


As if this weren’t bad enough, even the supporting characters disrespect Anna and her decisions. The trolls initially treat her like livestock, Bulda observing, “Bright eyes. Working nose. Strong teeth. Yes, yes, yes. She’ll do nicely for our Kristoff.” During the song, “Fixer Upper,” the trolls dismiss her “quote ‘engagement’ [as] a flex arrangement” and attempt to wed Anna and Kristoff without their consent. Anna doesn’t get the opportunity to call the trolls out on their violation of her agency; instead, the film avoids giving her even this small shred of control over her own life, having her swoon to avoid presenting a confrontation. This gets even worse when the supporting character in question is Olaf, who informs Anna that Kristoff is in love with her. When she expresses surprise, he says, “Wow, you really don’t know anything about love, do you?” Keep in mind, by this point in the film, Olaf appears to have been alive for about a day and a half. Anna is more clueless than a character who was literally born yesterday. The final indignity is the fact that she actually listens to the talking snowman who was earlier pictured dreaming about suntanning, and therefore begins to consider Kristoff as a viable romantic option and probable true love.


Although the film touts itself as a sister story, Anna’s relationship with Elsa is equally damaging for her character. If we look at the relationship from Anna’s perspective, it’s hardly the example of true love that the film claims it is. For the first five years of her life, Anna had a strong bond with her sister, but that suddenly ended when Elsa was moved to another room and stopped interacting with Anna at all. Because Anna’s memories of the freezing incident were removed, she doesn’t understand why Elsa has suddenly rejected her. Nevertheless, she spends years trying to get Elsa to talk to her, eventually giving up before their parents’ death drives her to try one more time. She begs Elsa to mourn with her and comfort her, but Elsa doesn’t answer, instead leaving Anna alone with her grief. When Anna informs Elsa that she’s started forming new interpersonal connections, Elsa lets her know that they will be returning to their lonely existence and lashes out at Anna with a wall of sharp icicles when Anna objects. When Anna appeals to her to fix the eternal winter, Elsa again uses her powers against Anna, this time piercing her heart with a lethal cold. Yet Anna still sacrifices herself in the name of the love that she has for her sister.


I take issue with the film’s positive portrayal of this scenario. Yes, sisterly love should get more focus in children’s films and yes, it is necessary for Disney to start interrogating its own restrictive definition of true love. However, Anna’s sacrifice for Elsa proves that she hasn’t learned anything from her experiences with Hans and Kristoff. She claims on several occasions that Elsa would never hurt her, but we know that she also thought Hans was a trustworthy person, and she had more interaction with him in one day than she had with her sister in thirteen years. She claims to know her sister, but she has no memory of the aspect of her sister that has dictated Elsa’s development for over a decade. All Anna has are childhood memories and an unconditional love to which she would, if she were a compelling, realistic character, have added some conditions.


This is ultimately the problem with the relationship on Anna’s end: it’s too perfect. Anna has every right not to trust Elsa, yet she blindly supports her. It’s as if the filmmakers were unwilling to devote more of the film to the sisters’ relationship, so they limited the damage to what they could try to repair in the half an hour or so that actually featured Anna and Elsa’s interactions. The depth of Anna’s sisterly devotion seems to be less an example of true familial love and more a cop-out to allow the film to spend more time developing Anna and Kristoff’s romance. Instead of subverting the heterosexual, romantic true love trope for which Disney is famous, it merely reinforces it.


Finally, we come to the issue of Anna’s status as the protagonist. By all rights, Elsa should be the main character of Frozen. Both women are far more reactive than active, but Elsa at least attempts to take charge of her life. Elsa has the history of abuse and, while Anna was certainly neglected, she was not shamed into a ferocious self-loathing. Anna is marked by absence: she lacks memories, powers, knowledge, and agency. While it would have been fascinating to see her work to discover and regain these things, Frozen is obviously more interested in keeping her static. The men in her life -- including that freaking snowman -- make most of her decisions for her. She’s not allowed to have a truly broken relationship with her sister because fixing that relationship would require both of them to grow as people.


The only time that the film respects her decisions is when she sacrifices herself to save Elsa in an act of true love, and it’s difficult to ignore the implications of this moment. Anna temporarily becomes an ice sculpture, the pretty object that the film has subtly been transforming her into from the beginning. She sacrifices herself to save a person who has attempted -- accidentally or not -- to kill her on two occasions, yet the film still rewards her display of love for another person at the expense of the self. It is also always dubious to grant a female character agency only in situations where she is causing her own destruction, whether or not she ends up surviving. In choosing Anna as the protagonist over Elsa, Frozen privileges passivity over agency and posits an ideal princess who is little more than a bit player in a story that purports to be hers.


Verdict: Strong Female Character™ 




Elsa


Unfortunately, Elsa is equally problematic. In both the original story and early drafts of Frozen, the snow queen was the villain. For me, Elsa never entirely made the transition from the bad guy we’re supposed to root against to the good guy we’re supposed to root for, so we’re left with a sort of good guy that we’re just kind of ambivalent about.


We meet Elsa on the night that defines the trajectory of her life, when her power transforms from a source of entertainment and enjoyment to a source of fear and shame. While Anna emerges from her near-death experience with no memory of the event, Elsa has it indelibly etched into her mind. After Elsa blasts Anna with her powers, the first thing her father does is blame her, asking “What have you done?” Grand Pabbie, the troll who wanted to preserve Anna’s memories of fun, has no such comfort for the eight-year-old Elsa; instead, he shows her frightening images of her magic causing other people to attack her. He claims that she will need to learn to control it, and that fear will be her enemy. Of course, he says this just after she lost control, and he gives her visual aids that are likely to scare the crap out of her.


The king’s method of controlling Anna is removing her knowledge, but in Elsa’s case, he makes her constantly aware of her dangerous difference. He takes her away from her supportive sister and the rest of the population, keeping her locked up in a room where she appears to do little else but stew in her guilt. He encourages her fear of her powers, teaching her a mantra -- “Conceal it. Don’t feel it.” -- designed to make her feel ashamed of this part of herself, even as it ostensibly encourages her to control it. When even these measures fail to neutralize her powers, he gives her gloves as a final piece of insulation from the world. She becomes entirely dependent on him, and he uses this dependence to encourage her self-loathing. While the film tries to gloss over the abuse by proclaiming the good intentions of her parents, the fact remains that Elsa arrives in the story’s present day a pretty broken person.


What is particularly troubling about this sequence is the fact that we learn absolutely nothing else about Elsa. We see how she is controlled, but we do not see how, or even if, she resists. Like Anna, we don’t see her do much of anything; still, even Anna does something. Literally all Elsa does is freeze things, feel guilty about freezing things, and refuse to touch anything because she’s afraid she’ll freeze it. If she finds consolation in reading, in creating art (ice sculpting, anyone?), or in imagining a normal life surrounded by people, we don’t get to see it. Because the film focuses more on Anna’s experience as collateral damage than on the systematic destruction of Elsa’s self-worth, we are denied the opportunity to identify and empathize with Elsa.


The first and only time that we’re encouraged to identify with Elsa is also the only time that she is allowed by the narrative to rejoice in her powers. When she accidentally reveals her magic at the party following her coronation, the guests turn on her. She runs from Arendelle, freezing the water beneath her feet and unknowingly bringing about a Narnia-style total winter. Even in this moment, we are aligned with Anna. However, in Elsa’s next scene, she has made her way into the mountains, where she promptly sets about rejecting the world that rejected her and claiming the mountains as her icy realm.


"Let It Go" constitutes the majority of Elsa’s character development. In the first part of the song, she repeats her father’s lessons: “Don’t let them in / Don’t let them see / Be the good girl you always have to be. / Conceal / Don’t feel / Don’t let them know.” This time, however, she realizes that “now they know” so she can “let it go.” At the same time, she removes her glove, the symbol of her shame and imprisonment. In the next verse, Elsa claims that “the fears that once controlled [her] can’t get to [her] at all.” Without this fear, she is free to “see what [she] can do / To test the limits and break through.” She further proclaims, “No right, no wrong, no rules for me… I’m free!” As she continues to sing about exploring her own undiscovered potential, she builds a massive castle out of ice. Then she gives herself a makeover, unwinding her hair and transforming her dress. In the final chorus, she triumphantly states that “that perfect girl is gone,” and shuts the audience out of her new home.


On the first viewing, “Let It Go” seems like an empowering song. It has shades of Idina Menzel’s iconic rendition of “Defying Gravity,” and, like that song, its primary message is “Screw you, I’m awesome.” Unfortunately, what and how she’s singing doesn’t match the visuals. As Bluandorange argues, “This isn’t a pop ballad, this isn’t shitty actress lipsyncing, this is a goddamn proclamation of self-acceptance and fuck all the haters. It isn’t something you sweetly coo to yourself.” Menzel’s performance is big and vibrant, whereas Elsa’s is cute and coy. She looks happy, yes, but not liberated or righteous or exhausted but accomplished. She’s just bland, and the act of raising a castle singlehandedly in the space of a minute becomes less impressive when it seems like she didn’t put any effort into it.


The first time I saw this sequence, something about the end felt terribly wrong, but I couldn’t quite explain it. Once again, Bluandorange hit the nail on the head: the filmmakers determined that they “can’t have her angry so let’s make her say her ‘fuck yous’ with bedroom eyes.” Every time that Elsa should look overtly emotional, it’s toned down in order to keep her looking attractive. After Elsa’s makeover, she not only wears a dress with a revealing slit up one leg, but walks with a pronounced sway in her hips. She speaks the song’s final line, “The cold never bothered me anyway,” directly to the camera, offering a come hither glance before she disappears into the castle. Most damning, however, is the image-lyric combination that involves Elsa proclaiming for the last time that “that perfect girl is gone” while the camera pans up her leg, revealed by the slit.


Dealing with the difference between the concept of the “good girl” or “perfect girl” and the reality of the actual woman could have provided the framework for Elsa’s development. The “good girl,” a term obviously used by her father many times over the years, is the perfect victim, a girl who submits to male authority, keeps her power hidden and useless, and polices her own actions to keep herself in line even years after her abuser’s death. With this definition of the “good girl” to overcome, Elsa might have emerged as a woman who embraces her power on her own terms. Instead, the “good girl” merely comes to represent one half of the tired, old virgin/whore dichotomy. If Elsa is no longer “good,” she must be “bad,” and that apparently requires her to get in touch with her sexual side. Even “free,” Elsa just swaps one kind of male control for another: her father’s shaming tactics for the objectifying force of the male gaze. The former encourages her to make herself small and insignificant; the latter locates her significance in her value as a sexual object. She is allowed to exercise her power as long as that power makes her attractive. Just once, I’d like to see a female character demonstrate her rejection of societal expectations by conjuring up a hoodie, a pair of jeans, and not a single toss about what others think of her.


Although it sails some pretty choppy waters in terms of unfortunate implications, “Let It Go” is ultimately sunk by its own irrelevance to the rest of the film. In another movie, the scene would have served as the first step in Elsa’s journey toward self-acceptance; this one spends the majority of its remaining time punishing Elsa for daring to think that she could have freedom or agency. The very next time we see Elsa, she learns that she has pulled an accidental Jadis and frozen her kingdom, and this knowledge drives her to admit that she can never be free of the negative consequences of her powers. The triumph of “Let It Go” is replaced with despair and panic, and this causes Elsa to lash out at Anna, striking her heart with an icy blast. Her power remains a lethal, uncontrollable force.


Not content with making Elsa relive the worst day of her life by having her nearly kill her sister for the second time, the film prepares more explicit punishment. Her fortress of solitude is invaded by two assassins whom she struggles to fight, despite the fact that she is surrounded by the one element that she can control. Hans prevents her from killing the men by appealing to her need not to be “the monster they fear you are.” At the same time, he redirects an arrow meant for Elsa to the ice chandelier above her head. With the help of yet another controlling man, the symbol of her power -- represented by a part of the castle formed at the height of her creative effort -- is turned against her. The ensuing crash somehow knocks her out, and she awakens chained up in her own dungeon, the gloves replaced by enclosed gauntlets and shackles. Instead of fighting back in order to reclaim her freedom, Elsa seeks release only to save Arendelle from the force of her magic. In her eyes, she is unworthy of freedom for her own sake. She is every bit the monster that they imagine her to be.


So how does one slay such a beast? With love, obviously.


Seriously. This happens.


Elsa, somehow caught in the storm that she herself created, comes face to face with Hans. He tells her that Anna has died, and the storm is halted by the force of her grief. He raises his sword to deliver a blow that she is too distracted to block, and Anna sacrifices herself to save her sister’s life. In order to give Anna an opportunity to save herself, the film denies Elsa her one chance for redemption. Instead of harming Anna, Elsa could save her. Instead of freezing her by accident, she could thaw her deliberately. She could take control of her own power and find in herself the potential for positive magic. Elsa’s story would have received some form of resolution, and Anna’s unwavering faith in Elsa would have been validated. But, alas, this is not that movie. This is the kind of movie where the most important piece of character growth occurs as a result of the character in question overhearing everyone’s favourite half-baked snowman repeating a key phrase. “An act of true love will thaw a frozen heart,” so Elsa uses her love -- presumably for Anna; it’s never explicitly stated -- to restore summer to Arendelle. From this point on, she appears to have full control over her powers, and she only breaks them out to make instant skating rinks for her subjects to enjoy. And everyone lives happily ever after. Maybe. Possibly. Sort of?


The thing about this “happy” ending that we have to think about is who the film considers to be deserving of happiness, and this brings us back to the filmmakers’ choice of protagonist. While I personally dislike the resolution of Anna’s storyline, it’s clear that she gets everything she wants: friends, family, and a romantic true love. We are supposed to want Anna to succeed, so we support her friendship with a snowman whose narrative importance and screen time eclipse those of his creator. We sympathize with her need to spend time with her sister, even though every meeting results in her triggering Elsa because she doesn’t respect Elsa’s boundaries. We even back her choice of romantic partner, no matter how terrible he is for her, simply because she wanted true love and seems to think she has found it in Kristoff. So much of the film is dedicated to making the audience pro-Anna that it forgets to remind us to support Elsa, and the same goes for the ending.


Elsa ostensibly gets what she wants, but it comes at the cost of the freedom she truly desires. On the mountain, she could use her powers unhampered by the fear of hurting other people, restricted only by the limits of her imagination. In Arendelle, she must presumably spend the majority of her time focusing on her love for Anna to keep herself from freezing everything she touches. She can never get angry at Anna, even justifiably, because that emotion might counteract the effects of her love, just as her fear of her own power overwhelmed the love that kept her away from Anna in the first place. As if that weren’t enough, as far as we know, Elsa still doesn’t know how to control her powers; she learns how to thaw her ice after the fact, but there’s no indication that she ever figured out how to prevent the freezing in the first place. Considering the fact that her outbursts seem to be directly tied not only to her emotions, but to her self-worth, it’s unlikely that she’ll be able to control her powers completely until she improves her self-esteem. She needs to learn to love herself, but the film denies her this validation. Frozen could have told the story of an outsider who comes to embrace the parts of herself that society condemns in an act of self-affirmation; instead, it transforms the outsider into a dangerous Other, a threat to society that can only be neutralized by forcing her to adhere to the status quo.


This is why I take issue with a common reading of the film that interprets Elsa’s ice powers as a metaphor for queerness. In this reading, Anna triggering the reveal of her magic would be analogous to her accidentally outing Elsa. The time she spent in her room would be the time spent in the closet, her father’s shaming a kind of conversion therapy, and her self-loathing the effect of internalized homophobia. Anna is the family member who gets painted with the same brush for supporting her sister, but is nevertheless willing to risk her own life to show Elsa that she is worthy of love. Finally, the ending shows that Elsa’s queerness can be not only accepted but valued by the society she was certain would reject her. Spelled out like this, Elsa’s storyline seems like a potential source of empowerment for many a subtext-savvy LGBTQ kid.


What that reading neglects to consider, however, is the overtly negative portrayal of Elsa’s powers. Grand Pabbie doesn’t just tell her that she has to worry about other people’s fear; he tells her that that fear is justified, because her magic is both beautiful and inherently dangerous. Her powers are explicitly lethal, and their primary target is the straight ally, whose approval she must receive before she can return to society. The citizens don’t turn against her simply because she has this queer magic, but because it starts to freeze people to death. Finally, it’s important to note that she is only accepted because her difference provides entertainment for the rest of the population; she’s safe as long as the “normal” people don’t feel threatened by her. Elsa’s story may be similar to the narratives of many LGBTQ people as well as a number of other marginalized groups, including people with disabilities and neuroatypical people. However, in every case, this similarity functions not to normalize these people, but to stigmatize them.


I think that the reason why so many people are turning to alternate readings of Elsa’s story is because they know on some level that it isn’t the progressive tale that it claims to be. Compare it to Brave, for instance. Like Elsa, Merida endangers both her kingdom and her family; however, the two differ in narrative treatment. Merida makes all of her own choices, while Elsa causes the central problem basically by existing and having the misfortune of being raised in an abusive household. Merida is rightfully shown to have messed up, but she fixes her mistake and is implied to become a better ruler as a result. Elsa is vilified throughout her film for an inborn trait that she can’t control or change. So, while Merida’s choice was wrong, Elsa herself is wrong. Ultimately, Brave views women’s power as a very positive thing, and its message is about using power wisely to benefit both one’s kingdom and oneself. Frozen, on the other hand, denigrates and demonizes women’s power at every opportunity, neutralizing its force by limiting its use to the creation of beauty and the demonstration of love. Hence an empowered Merida is figured as a hero, while an empowered Elsa is figured as something just short of a villain.


In many ways, I think that Elsa would be a more positive character, or at least a less insidiously negative one, if she were the film’s villain. Disney has a host of compelling female villains, from the Evil Queen to Maleficent, Ursula to Mother Gothel. Although these women are all eventually defeated, before that happens, every one of them enjoys significant agency and power. These stories arguably vilify women’s power, but at least they show its awesomeness before they strike it down. I mean, it’s difficult to ignore the troubling symbolism of a powerful woman being defeated as a result of impalement on the phallic prow of a ship, but seeing a leviathan of a sea witch make the sea do her bidding is still pretty cool. By contrast, Elsa is only cool in the literal sense, as she has her power undermined from the opening scene.


Frozen’s opening number shows a group of men harvesting ice while singing: “Cut through the heart, cold and clear / Strike for love and strike for fear / See the beauty, sharp and sheer / Split the ice apart / And break the frozen heart.” As Wingsandtails points out, the song is all about “destroying [the ice’s] natural shape and ‘taming’ it for human consumption” and, while the harvesters claim that the ice is “stronger than a hundred men,” they seem to hack it apart with little trouble. Because Elsa -- and, to a lesser extent, Anna -- is identified with ice, the song seems to foreshadow her disturbing narrative of disempowerment for the sake of fitting in. Even before she enters the story, her power is already being dismantled; instead of building her up, the entire narrative conspires to break her down.


Verdict: Strong Female Character™ 




Conclusion


While I was shopping in the Disney store the other day, I overheard a conversation between an employee and a customer who was looking for a toy for a young relative. The employee said, without a hint of irony, “I don’t have the hero right now, just the girl.” Easily the most problematic piece of marketing for Frozen was a trailer that posited several responses to its own question, “Who will save the day?” The ice guy, the nice guy, the snowman, or no man? These two examples speak volumes about the modern perception of heroism in children’s cinema, particularly in terms of who is denied the label of “hero”.


Because of its (ostensibly) central sister story and its two female (again ostensible) co-leads, Frozen would like to think of itself as subversive. But subversion isn’t pouring the same mould, colouring inside the same lines, and sticking to the same tropes, until you inexplicably veer off in another direction during the last act. It’s not undermining and demonizing women’s power until you realize that the end of the film is coming up and shove in a single scene showing this woman’s newfound societal acceptance. It’s not hyping the film as a sister story, only to focus on the romance while giving the sisters a few cursory scenes in which all they do is cause each other pain. It’s not making the female protagonist's one act of heroism an act of self-sacrifice while her male love interest gets to perform all the daring stunts. You are not shifting any paradigm when “no man” saves the day; the heroic norm is still being defined as a man, even and especially when it’s “no man.” All you’re doing is re-affirming the status quo, and this is what Frozen does best.


The first time I saw this film, I spent days trying to decide what the “real” problem is. It could be the screentime-stealing antics of the snowman, the awkward villain reveal, or the unequal power balance between the two romantic leads. It could be the glorification of an unhealthy sisterly relationship as true love, or the demonization of women’s power and agency. It could be any of the problems that I’ve discussed in this analysis, or any one of the myriad issues I didn’t touch on. But the real problem with Frozen is that it made a massive amount of money in its opening weekend, so we’ll be seeing its influence in animated films, Disney and otherwise, for years.

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Sabtu, 12 Oktober 2013

Disneyland


I’d like to kick off this post with an assurance that I will be publishing the next installment of Reader Request Month: 2 Fast 2 Furious in the next day or two. I foolishly thought that I could keep up with my blogging even when, over the course of a week, my niece was born, I started a new job, and I departed for “the happiest place on Earth.” When I returned from Disneyland, I needed some time to settle into my new routine, but I should be on track to resume my regular schedule of weekend posts.

Back when I was a kid, I used to watch a commercial for Disney World on our Lion King VHS. As a five-year-old, I didn’t really understand the irony that made the ad funny, but I did know that I wanted to go to that park… or maybe the other one. I wasn’t sure at the time whether Disneyland or Disney World was actually closer. Not that it mattered; all I knew was that one day, I was going to visit Mickey and my beloved princesses.

Nineteen years later, that day arrived. I was initially worried that going to Disneyland for the first time as an adult would ruin my experience. This seemed even more likely in light of the fact that I’ve analyzed the very same princesses that I grew up blindly idolizing. Faced with the Disney machine, would I be able to enjoy the magical kingdom populated by characters I’ve loved for decades, or would I see only the money-making ploys of a corporate giant cashing in on manufactured nostalgia? The answer, it turns out, was both. Often at the same time. (In the interest of staying on topic, I’ll talk about only those things that relate to the characters we’ve discussed here on the blog.)

When I arrived at my hotel, one of the first things that caught my attention was a framed picture of the first six princesses: five white women and Jasmine. That proved to be the case throughout the park; most products only acknowledged the existence of eight princesses, invariably excluding Pocahontas and Mulan. Merida, having debuted after the success of Tangled made Rapunzel a necessary addition to any group photo, was left out, but still featured on a lot of Brave-specific merchandise. I knew that I would be leaving with some of it. But from the time I walked into the World of Disney store on the first day, I also knew that I was going to make it my mission to find things relating to Mulan and Pocahontas. When it came to merchandise, I was largely unsuccessful. Even in the land of imagination, it seems that no one can imagine people wanting products depicting all the princesses.

In the park’s major shows, however, I managed to find an interesting trend. In Mickey’s Soundsational Parade, Tiana gets her own float. In the abbreviated live musical version of Aladdin, Jasmine has a solo, “To Be Free”. Pocahontas has a featured segment in the World of Color show. She, Mulan, and Tiana all make an appearance in Mickey and the Magical Map. Disney is fine marketing an overwhelmingly white set of princesses to the masses, but when it comes to the parks, it seems that the company feels a need to stand by its claims of diversity and imagination. Sort of.

Mickey and the Magical Map involves Mickey, a mapmaker’s apprentice, trying to fill in an unfinished spot on said map. The dot jumps around the world, taking Mickey to the locations of several Disney films. After King Louie finished telling the audience how much he wanted to be like us, the dot took Mickey to the setting of Pocahontas… and Mulan… and Tangled… simultaneously. Having seen only a few items of merchandise featuring Mulan and absolutely no mention of her otherwise, I was willing to ignore the seeming collapse of time and space in order to hear “Reflection,” one of my all-time favourite Disney songs. Then Rapunzel and Flynn showed up, and both Mulan and Pocahontas were suddenly incorporated into a love song and lost in a sea of lanterns. Mickey’s final destination was Hawaii, where Stitch appeared without Lilo or Nani, despite the fact that they, and not he, are native to the area. It’s a bit of a mess, and it proves that even in a show intended to illustrate Disney’s diversity, they still prefer to feature the popular characters that are already featured elsewhere.

Yet I found that some of my favourite memories of the trip came as a result of Disney’s marketing machine. All around the park, I saw hundreds of little girls wearing princess costumes. Those who wore Tiana’s outfit reminded me that, despite the film’s flaws, Tiana herself is worth looking up to. One particularly memorable group of girls stood in front of me in the line to meet Merida, each one sporting dyed red hair and an official dress, clearly excited to meet their favourite character. I myself made a Build-a-Bear and named her after the princess of the Clan Dunbroch.

My favourite memory, however, is of standing in the audience for World of Color, watching scenes from the films of my childhood, when suddenly there was the image of a red-haired girl and dozens of little voices exclaiming, “Merida!” As an adult, I connected to Merida immediately, but I found her more compelling the more profoundly I considered the critical work being performed by her story. Hearing a bunch of kids express such utter joy at seeing her made me remember what it was like to love Belle, simply because she was awesome. Like the older brother said in that commercial, it really brought out the kid in me.

Senin, 06 Mei 2013

Miscellaneous Mondays: I Am a Princess




Bask in the glory of what the Disney Princess brand could be if the diversity of their heroines matched the diversity of their audience. Then weep because it may be decades before we see queer princesses, princesses with disabilities, princesses with a wide range of body types, or, at this rate, more princesses of colour. Finally, watch the video again to lift your spirits. Repeat as necessary.

Jumat, 05 Oktober 2012

The Mothers



Disney has a problem with mothers. This is incontrovertible fact. However, just as the Disney princesses have developed over the decades, so too have their mothers; some of them are even still alive during the events of the film!

In this post we have limited ourselves to discussing only those mothers and mother figures whose daughters we have already mentioned. We will also only be dealing with the original films. Sorry, The Little Mermaid: Ariel’s Beginning, a sequel we didn’t even know existed before writing the princess series.

In all seriousness, there is a lot to say about Disney mothers, especially those who could easily be credited as Lady Not-Appearing-in-This-Film. The princesses have historically been defined by their relationships to their fathers and to their male love interests, and when women play a major role in their development, it is almost invariably as an antagonist. Still, we find ourselves fascinated by the women who have a hand in shaping these characters.


The M.I.L.L.s

The above acronym stands for Mothers I’d Like to Live, the group of mothers who died before the story begins and whose presence is hardly even missed in the narrative. It particularly describes the mothers of Ariel, Belle, and Jasmine, although Jasmine’s mother is given one mention; the Sultan complains about Jasmine’s reluctance to get married, stating, “I don’t know where she gets it from. Her mother wasn’t nearly so picky.” The maternal absence in each of these films is fascinating, especially in light of the important roles played by each woman’s father.


It is also 
interesting in light of the tremendous female presence in the first three Disney princess films. Whereas all three of these princesses have some sort of maternal figure, wicked or otherwise, the revival characters seem to be produced primarily by men, almost as if through asexual reproduction. This is partially the fault of the source material; “Beauty and the Beast” has always been about the protagonist’s father doing something foolish, and the Sea King is a widower in Hans Christian Andersen’s story. We can’t help but wonder if there’s more to the lack of mothers, though. Perhaps Disney was reluctant to go the wicked stepmother route in their portrayals of independent, adventurous females, as if antagonistic maternal figures would make the story too domestic for characters looking for adventure in the great, wide somewhere. Perhaps in removing the maternal figure altogether, Disney was trying to make the revival princesses seem more self-reliant -- these are women who don’t need their mommies. Perhaps they wanted a completely different kind of princess to mark their rebirth. Perhaps, and this is probably the most depressing and most likely option, they just didn’t notice.


The Living Dead

Disney has featured so many characters with dead mothers that we can split them into two categories. This one includes all those mothers who, despite dying, have managed to remain relevant to the plot.

Pocahontas’ mother is the first to achieve this distinction. Before we see Pocahontas for the first time, we learn that she is very much her mother’s daughter. She has her mother’s spirit and “goes wherever the wind takes her.” It is her mother’s necklace that Powhatan gives to Pocahontas, telling her that her mother had wanted Pocahontas to wear her mother’s necklace at her own wedding. Pocahontas wears it for the rest of the film. It also suggested on several occasions that her mother has become a kind of wind spirit; considering the integral role the wind plays in most of the key scenes (John Smith and Pocahontas’ first meeting, “Colours of the Wind,” and Pocahontas’ race to save John Smith), it would be fair to say that her mother orchestrates much of the story. She also plays matchmaker for her daughter and, were it not in the service of securing peace, it might be a little creepy. However, what is perhaps most interesting about her mother’s influence is the way in which it allows the film to subvert the usual tropes of the princess series: Pocahontas essentially gives up on true love in order to remain with her people. Powhatan had earlier observed that the people looked up to her mother for wisdom and strength, and Pocahontas clearly takes on her mother’s legacy, just as she took on her necklace.

The other mother in this category is the queen of Atlantis. Unlike Pocahontas’ mother, she has a corporeal presence in the world of the film. We meet her at the same time as we meet Kida: as Atlantis begins its descent into the depths. Indeed, it is Kida’s mother who preserves the city, having been taken by the Heart of Atlantis to form a protective force field around the city. Kida, traumatized after having her mother literally pried from her fingers, becomes obsessed with their history and culture in order to find an explanation for her mother’s disappearance. When she follows in her mother’s footsteps and is also chosen to be absorbed by the Heart of Atlantis, it appears as if Kida has at last managed to make some contact with her mother. She returns with the bracelet her mother had slipped from her wrist as she ascended to the Heart.

Both of these characters are represented by objects, as if to provide them with some solid, if indirect, presence in the world of the film. The fact that these objects are worn by their daughters suggests that they have a hand in their daughters’ accomplishments.


The Just There Moms

This group includes the mothers of Mulan, Aurora, Rapunzel, and Tiana. Mulan’s story revolves her taking her father’s place in order to earn his respect, so it is not surprise that her mother plays a secondary role. She doesn’t even get to provide some comic relief, as that role is already filled by Mulan’s grandmother. Fa Li basically gives Mulan a makeover and helps her husband deliver the exposition that Mulan will be killed if they reveal that she is a woman. However, she is the first mother of a “princess” to be alive in the film since Sleeping Beauty, which is an accomplishment in itself.

Aurora’s mother, whose name is apparently Leah, just exists. She gets a single line, and even gets passed over in the fairies’ line about the people waiting for Aurora at home.

Rapunzel’s mother, the nameless Queen, serves the plot in a very passive way. While pregnant with Rapunzel, she falls ill and must be healed by the flower that gives Rapunzel her powers. Other than that, she generally just looks sad. At the same time, she represents a subtle but interesting shift in perception. Whereas Aurora was returned first and foremost to King Stefan, Rapunzel is greeted first by her mother. It is her mother whose grief we follow more closely, and it is she who identifies the newly brunette daughter she lost.

Despite being voiced by Oprah, Eudora does not buy a restaurant for Tiana; instead, she serves as a kind of guide into the realm of fairy tales. She is the one who reads the story of the frog prince to Tiana and Charlotte while helping to cement Charlotte’s obsession with princesses by making her elaborate dresses. Later, when Tiana is an adult, she tries to relay her husband’s message that Tiana should focus on personal relationships as well as work; he didn’t get his restaurant, Eudora concedes, “but he had something better. He had love. And that’s all I want for you, sweetheart: to meet your Prince Charming and dance off into your happily-ever-after.” Needless to say, Eudora’s not our favourite Disney mom.


The Wicked Stepmothers

This is perhaps Disney’s favourite kind of mother. You can tell by the almost palpable glee the writers and animators took in depicting these truly awful human beings. Numbered among this group’s members are Snow White’s wicked stepmother (which is her actual description in the storybook opening), Lady Tremaine, and Mother Gothel.

The first of these ladies is the most overtly, single-mindedly evil of the lot. Obsessed with her own beauty, the Queen orders the huntsman to kill Snow White the moment she learns that she has been dethroned as the “fairest one of all.” When she learns that her rival is still alive, she decides that if you want something done right, you’ve got to disguise yourself as a hag, cook up a poisoned apple, travel through the woods, and do it yourself. Then she dies ugly, ‘cause payback’s a bitch.

Lady Tremaine seems slightly less evil, if only because you can see that the awful things she does are technically intended to benefit her own daughters. She is described in the voice-over as “cold, cruel, and bitterly jealous of Cinderella’s charm and beauty.” We’re more than a little troubled by the idea that the antagonistic relationships that Cinderella and Snow White have with their respective stepmothers stem explicitly from jealousy over their beauty. It is as if no more legitimate reason for their hatred needs to be provided, because physical attractiveness is all that matters. Still, you’ve got to hand it to Lady Tremaine; she knows how to crush a spirit. Using Cinderella’s own hope against her, she allows her stepdaughter to believe that she might attend the ball, only to destroy this dream at the moment Cinderella is certain it will come true. This is a wicked stepmother that I could see instructing her daughters to cut off bits of their feet so they can become queens.

Then there’s Mother Gothel, who, with a few precise verbal incisions, can remove her daughter’s entire self-esteem. For those who claim to see Stockholm Syndrome in Beauty and the Beast, turn your eyes to this doozy of a mother-daughter relationship and witness the real thing. Watching this film, we found it particularly irritating to see Rapunzel let down both her hair and herself from the tower, as it proved that she could have done it at any time. However, it is clear that Gothel’s eighteen-year annihilation of her self-confidence kept Rapunzel inside. Gothel’s methods are insidious because she disguises so many of her controlling messages with seemingly caring sentiments. She ends discussions with a show of her devotion (“I love you very much, dear.” “I love you more.” “I love you most.”) which only serves to make her behaviour that much more chilling because, in a way, she really does love Rapunzel. She makes her favourite foods, journeys for days in order to make her special paints, and likely teaches her at least some of the many activities she uses to occupy herself. However, we know that when she says, “I love you most,” she’s really talking to Rapunzel’s hair.


The Maternal Figures

This category exists purely so we can talk about the good fairies and Lilo’s sister, Nani, something that we do often, at length, in our real lives.

The good fairies take Aurora in as an infant and raise her as their own. They do this despite knowing nothing about child rearing or domestic upkeep. They also do this without the assistance of the wands on which they have evidently relied for their entire lives. Still, they know that they must protect her for the good of the kingdom, so they are willing to make a sacrifice that, despite being played as a joke, is actually quite impressive.

Although she is technically Lilo’s sister, their parents’ death forces Nani to become a kind of single mother at nineteen. She must work a low-paying job, prepare meals, and do the chores, all while taking care of the bizarre Lilo. And she can’t keep up, but the film never really blames her for that, because Nani tries so hard. When Lilo wants a friend, she agrees to get her a pet. When Lilo wants the ugly, blue, possibly undead dog, Nani lends her the money so Lilo can claim Stitch as her own. When said blue dog makes Nani lose her job and, potentially, Lilo, Nani works to find a new position literally anywhere. Although Lilo and Stitch both bring up the concept of “ohana,” it is Nani who embodies it. Her life would be infinitely easier if she didn’t have to take care of Lilo, but instead of giving herself freedom, she strives at every opportunity to keep her family together.

The Co-Protagonist

Here is where we come clean with another disclaimer: this entire post was initially planned just so we could talk about the greatest of Disney mothers, Elinor. Yes, we’re fangirls. No, we’re not sorry.

There’s no reason to apologize for fangirling a character as nuanced and fascinating as Elinor, queen of DunBroch. Although her husband was selected to be king, it is Elinor who both literally and figuratively wears the crown; his military prowess gained him the title, but her diplomacy secures it. She also orchestrates the search for the next king and, when the current one cannot remember the lines she obviously wrote for him, she runs the betrothal competition herself. She controls a room merely by walking through it, because she commands respect. In her voice-over, Merida complains, “I'm the princess. I'm the example. I’ve got duties, responsibilities, expectations. My whole life is planned out, until the day I become, well, my mother. She's in charge of every single day of my life.” To cap off this same scene, Elinor sums up the duty of a female sovereign-in-training: “above all, a princess strives for...well, perfection!” It is obvious that Elinor holds herself to the same standard, and the gray streak in her hair is a visual reminder of the toll her need to maintain perfection takes.

The central object in the film, the tapestry depicting the family DunBroch, is proof of this obsession with perfection. Faced with the reality of her boisterous husband, her mischievous sons, and her rebellious daughter, Elinor instead portrays them as a flawless, static family, even going so far as to tame Merida’s wild curls. When Merida slices through the false Elinor and Merida’s handhold, she not only ruins the tapestry, but destroys the image of the perfect family that Elinor needs to project.

There are also more profound implications for Merida’s rash act. Elinor is portrayed as the keeper of tradition and history, using this history in its narrative form as legend to impart knowledge of the kingdom’s past to the next ruler. Telling Merida the story of the fourth brother and the kingdom he caused to topple, she observes that “legends are lessons and they ring with truths.” In telling these stories, Elinor demonstrates that she is not just a maker of laws but a maker of meaning. Her work, then, carries great weight. The tapestry is an ideal image, but it is also an artifact depicting the first monarchs of a new kingdom. Merida physically destroys historical evidence of their reign and, in slicing through the handhold, symbolically severs the link between one ruler and the next.

And then we come to the more literal implications of this destructive act; by cutting through the handhold, Merida makes evident the rift between mother and daughter that forms the crux of this film. When we first meet Elinor, she is playing with Merida, pretending to be a monster that will gobble her child up. It’s a situation rarely seen in films: a mother just having fun with her daughter. Later, in a flashback, we see the seemingly stoic Elinor’s devotion to Merida, as she promises her daughter that she will always be there for her. But there is a difference between being physically present and being supportive. By the time Merida is a teenager, Elinor’s actions are primarily motivated by her concern for the good of the kingdom. As Merida tries to tell her mother about her climb up to the Fire Falls, Elinor reads the acceptance letters from the three lords; while Merida practically begs Elinor to acknowledge her as a person, Elinor is planning her fate as a political tool. As a badass queen trying to train a ruler of equal or greater badassery, she forgets that said heir is her daughter.

And it comes back to bite her. As we observed in our discussion of Merida, one of the things we really love about this film is the fact that everything is driven by women’s agency, and the main focus of the plot – Elinor being turned into a bear – is no exception. It is the result of both women’s actions, as Merida slices through the tapestry and Elinor responds by throwing Merida’s bow – the symbol of her freedom and identity – into the fire. The difference is that Elinor immediately regrets her actions, while Merida decides to order a spell that will change her fate by circumventing her mother’s own agency.

So much of femininity – and, accordingly, so much of this film – is about performance, and transforming the image-conscious Elinor into a bear is like giving her a script entirely written in Klingon. She must try to adjust to the inherent horror of having her body changed into a hulking mass of muscle and fur, but she must also adjust to the collapse of social conventions. When Elinor tries to cover her now gargantuan body, Merida’s admonishes her, saying, “You’re covered with fur. You’re not naked!” She is essentially saying, “As an animal, you are no longer bound by socially constructed concepts like the shame of nakedness,” and that is incredibly difficult for Elinor to accept. However, though she is stripped of the social power she once wielded, she does gain the strength of ten men. Her arc revolves around learning to use physical skills and raw brawn, as Merida does. Merida, in return, must learn to employ social might in the style of Elinor. They adopt each other’s preferred models of badassery and, in so doing, come to a new understanding and appreciation of each other.

Now we come to what is perhaps our favourite thing in a film full of favourite things. In every Disney princess movie, there is some kind of implicit or explicit heterosexual romantic relationship, and many of these films revolve around the adventures of their respective couples. This is where Brave makes its most interesting change to the Disney princess model: by not giving its protagonist a love interest. Sure, Elinor has an utterly lovely marriage, but the actual princess spends most of her time being terrified by the prospect; as Merida herself says, “the princess is not ready for this. In fact, she might not ever be ready for this! So that's that!” Instead, Brave makes her mother the love interest, replacing romantic love with familial love as its focus.

The depths of this love are revealed in a number of subtle ways; a particular favourite of ours is the moment when Merida sees the transformed Elinor for the first time and screams “Bear,” causing Elinor immediately to lunge in front of her and fling a paw over her in protection. When it is necessary, both women risk their lives to protect the other. What is truly fascinating, however, is the way in which the film employs and subverts the tired Disney romantic tropes. There is a montage of Merida and Elinor getting to enjoy being around each other as people again, replacing the usual scene in which the romantic couple
begins to realize their feelings for each other. For reference, think the montage set in the city square in Tangled. The song playing over it is quite evidently a love song, beginning with lyrics to that effect: “This love, it is a distant star / Guiding us home wherever we are / This love, it is a burning sun / Shining light on the things that we've done.” The moment just before Elinor returns to human form, in which Merida pleads, “I want you back, mummy. I love you,” is reminiscent of the similarly blocked scene from Beauty and the Beast. In the end of the movie, we even see Elinor and Merida basically ride off into the sunset together.

Of course, we have to end talk of Pixar’s “girl movie” with a brief discussion of fashion. While Merida ends up garbed like a king, Elinor undergoes an equally interesting sartorial transformation. First and most obviously, her hair is unbound, signifying her more easygoing existence. She has also not taken up the crown that she abandoned in the woods while she was a bear, leaving behind her obsession with royal appearance. Finally, she wears a blue dress, a colour strongly identified with Merida. As Elinor observes, they’ve both changed, and we can actually see the proof.

Okay, we lied. We had to end this with a mention of that second tapestry, depicting Merida and the affectionately named Mumbear, because we love the idea that this story becomes another piece of history and legend. We particularly love what so many people disliked about the film: it’s a girls’ story. Except, of course, we mean that quite literally. This is history chronicled by women, who have a voice and a say in how they are portrayed. And it’s awesome.

Conclusion

As the princesses have evolved, so too have their mothers. Gone (we hope) are the wicked stepmothers obsessed with youth and beauty, the non-entities that don’t even warrant a mention in the script, and the moms who stick around just long enough to make it into the credits. We’re ready for a new trend in Disney mothers: living, active women who are interesting characters in their own right.