Damn that Disney

Fairy tales make me sick. It was only recently I came to the realisation that Disney classics stimulate my gag reflex. Now, I know I can’t be alone in this. Once you get past the nostalgia and momentary hate (how could anyone say they don’t like Disney?!) let’s take the time to actually think about what is going on behind the tales.

Almost every child in North America has watched the 1992 classic, Aladdin, but how many little girls stopped to question the “prince’s” motives? The man stole, cheated, and lied, in the hopes of having a rich princess fall in love with him. I guess the signing of the prenuptial agreement would have ruined the magic of Disney.

Modern renditions of the classic Snow White always include the seven dwarves: sleepy, grumpy, dopey, etc. but the eighth is often forgotten: unrealistic expectations…y. Children are taught that even if their parents hate them and leave them to fend for themselves on the streets, in the end everything will be fine. When homeless, simply accept the first offer of residence, especially if it comes from a troop of mischievous old men.

When I think realistically about the implications of the Disney prince myth, I giggle. I do. To bring things in perspective, imagine sitting in Starbucks at South Keys, sipping a Grande Soy White Chocolate Mocha, and talking about your friend’s new beau: Tarzan. If one of my girlfriends was dating a ‘Tarzan’, you had better believe she would hear about how he’s going nowhere in life; how can they have a deep connection if they don’t even speak the same language? Sounds like the foundations of trust issues to me.

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who is the worst offender of them all? Prince Freaking Charming. The man clearly had an unhealthy relationship with his mother and Freudian analysis aside; he was obsessed with finding a woman he had spent only mere minutes with. Instead of accept the fact that his dream girl may not have felt the same way, he used tax payers’ dollars and village resources to hunt her down. If that wasn’t bad enough, he demanded women conform to the most specific, beautiful, and dainty shoe possible. Moral of the story: the smaller your foot, the better your chance of landing a good man.

If children don’t have the ability to understand that a parrot can’t form full sentences, princesses’ heads are not double the size of their waist, and a tiger does not qualify as a household pet, why does society assume the larger themes are lost on them?

As I sit here and repeatedly examine how the flaws of my now ex-boyfriend were obviously the root of our issues, it may be creeping in my mind that he possibly didn’t stand a chance. In comparison with gents that obsess, stalk, pressure, and lie to get the women they want, how could honesty, ambition, and drive even compare?

Let’s face the facts here, Disney isn’t going anywhere anytime soon and we all want our kids to grow up with the same movies we watched when we were young. What is the harm in exposing them to the same sorts of materials that we watched day-in and day-out? After all, the majority of society consists of well-rounded and responsible citizens… right?

That reminds me, did I remember to lock the door before leaving the house?

Tags: Arts/culture, community


Goldstein, D. (Photographer). (2009). Cinderella. [Print Photo]. Retrieved from http://www.ranker.com/list/dina-goldstein-disney_s-damsels-in-distress/reginarodriguez

Goldstein, D. (Photographer). (2009). Jasmine, from Aladdin. [Print Photo]. Retrieved from http://www.ranker.com/list/dina-goldstein-disney_s-damsels-in-distress/reginarodriguez

Goldstein, D. (Photographer). (2009). Snow white. [Web Photo]. Retrieved from http://www.ranker.com/list/dina-goldstein-disney_s-damsels-in-distress/reginarodriguez

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4 Responses to Damn that Disney

  1. jjabbi says:

    I’ll take this one!

  2. Absolutely loved it! Well done, Emily!

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