In what I hope is the beginning of a longstanding tradition, after we all had our respective afternoon naps and gorged ourselves on Thanksgiving turkey (served at 3pm, because that is the time that family meals must be served), we all ventured to the movies to see Frozen. Me, Mr. Beez, Not-Such-A-Baby-Anymore-Beez, and Mr. Beez’s parents.
When I’ve told people that we love to take our 3 year old to the movies, they are often shocked she will sit through a movie. Hoo boy. This kid will sit through movie after movie after movie. As much as I love movies, I do not think she gets her sitting-still abilities from me, since I usually have to be doing something else (see: Pinterest) while I’m watching a movie. She must get it from Mr. Beez, whose idea of a blissful day is lounging on the couch watching H2 all day.
We picked Disney/Pixar’s newest film: Frozen. It’s lovely to see Disney at least making an effort to respond to longstanding criticism about the blatant sexism in its movies. Frozen features two strong female characters, does not fall into the old trope of “bitter old witch,” and while there is a romance story, the film also explores love in a new (for Disney) and heartwarming way.
On the whole, the film is appropriate for young kids. The comic relief snowman, Olaf, says “butt” twice, but Baby Beez hears worse than that from her little school friends. There is a little violence, but not a whole lot. Well, in standard Disney fashion, the parents are both horribly killed in the first 5 minutes of the film, but other than that there isn’t a ton of violence. Also, there is a lot of singing in the movie. The music is very catchy. Baby Beez was dancing in her seat, and continued to sing the songs on the way out of the theater, and kept on singing even when I plunked her on the potty (but bathrooms have great acoustics, right?)
I recall a long time ago hearing that Disney was making an adaptation of Hans Christian Andersen’s “The Snow Queen.” I was surprised that this was considered to be said adaptation. As a girl, I had a book of Hans Christian Andersen’s tales, and many times I tried to read The Snow Queen, but I recall the very earliest scenes of the story involved an evil witch putting shards of mirror in childrens’ eyes, and then I’d slam the book in terror, have nightmares, and when I later tried to read the story again, was met with the same horror and never made it any further. Frozen does not involve mirror shards in eyeballs. I don’t know how the stories match up beyond that, but I would estimate there are significant differences.
Frozen is easily the family friendly delight for this season. It was equally enjoyable for grown ups as well as our little one. It’s under 2 hours, so there’s no extended sitting time to worry about. And for once, we have an animated feature that does not rely on the same-old-same-old to entertain the masses. Nicely done, Disney.