Monday, February 8, 2016

The Little Mermaid: That WHORE!!!

(Now its time for a rebut from the unsatisfied majority.)

Ariel, the little mermaid, with seashells over her titties, dreaming of walking on dry land with her prince.  Silly little desperate piece, myopic from the fog of her own undeveloped desires, all from an unthinking place where some of my dreams have also went.

This is little princess propaganda, for little princesses that live in a dream world, or are willing to believe in another world FIREFLY where a handsome nice prince lives.

But let us retreat from Disney and enter the dismal province of the heavy moralizing of Hans Christian Andersen.  Madman, I say!  That he laughs at the girl's dreams, even as he writes them, and that it is a kind of unfulfillment and depression that decompresses her in the end, and she loses her man, and her hope to have a soul and becomes mere flotsam, looking then to the souls of strange children, that they would bring joy, which in so doing would give the disappointed mermaid a reprieve from the dismal world that spawned her disappointment.

A death fantasy?  A silly dream laid bare, like the addict destroying his world in torrents of substance and then refocusing through 12-Step on servitude to others.

The story, I will salute, but the film?  No way.  Mermaids don't even have souls.  That's where she failed.  So in effect, silly young women who lust their lives away have no souls either.  An excellent message to scare the little buggers, I think, to show how they would suffer for their want but inevitably lose, as all things in the real world are fleeting anyhow.

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