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Friday, December 06, 2013

Frozen



Since turning 22, I find myself maturing. I'm more discerning with my entertainment preferences; gone are the days of romantic comedies and mindless Marvel fare. I want history. I want the exploration of the human psyche. I want an honest depiction of prevalent social issues. 









Naturally, I turned to Disney.






Every child probably has a fond childhood memory of Disney movies, but I was more a Mr. Bean kind of girl. No wonder I grew up like that. What ruined the whole Disney experience for me was watching the Lion King - that scene where the 'good father lion' dies. What was his name? Moosaka? Mustafa? Anyway, I was TRAUMATISED. It was a wound that never healed. Wasn't Disney supposed to be feelgood? I felt like shit!

What followed was a boycott of Disney movies for a couple of years as I needed the time to heal. Slowly but surely, I started opening my heart to Disney once again, but always holding it at arms length because I feared that it would catch me unexpected and spring a surprise death on me again. It would be like suddenly seeing this face pop out from behind a pillar.




































"Gotcha!!!"

The Disney movies in recent years have been nice, but not particularly memorable. I only remember watching 'Brave' because the characters spoke with a Scottish accent which I tried to imitate, only that I ended up sounded Indian. This year, the three of us girls decided to watch Frozen! I had really high expectations because of all the fanfare ("It's the best Disney movie since The Lion King!") We got to our premium seats. Chlo wrapped herself up in her unglam auntie shawl, Becky put her legs up, and I stabbed the straw into my cup of pao pao cha. The magic was about to begin.

Now, I don't have a very good rep when it comes to being a passive spectator in the cinema. I scream at moments when no one else screams during a horror movie. I laugh at jokes that no one else laughs at during comedies. In short, I don't blend in very well. 

So this is where it got embarrassing. During a chase scene towards the end of the movie, there was some destruction and many things collapsed on an endearing character (I know I'm not describing it very well but I'm trying not to give away any spoilers here HAHA). 

*Cue sharp but dainty intakes of breath from some members of the audience* 
Me: *gasp* NNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

The next few minutes of the movie were lost on me because I was hiding my face behind Chlo's armpit. Partly because I was afraid of seeing another Disney character die on me, and also because six year olds looked like they wanted to throw popcorn at me. Watch it to find out if 'Frozen' killed off another 'good father lion' on me (Moosaka? Mustafa?) It's a touching film! At one point I wanted to cry but held it in because I didn't want to be all weepy when the six year olds sitting around us looked so stoic. Hmph.





















































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