Brave

Since I’m a giant crybaby, I can never use ‘I cried’ as any sort review (though sometimes I try to. Crying is, after all, short hand for being emotionally moved). I cry all the time over everything. It’s my body’s way of showing emotion. Happy? Cry. Sad? Cry. Angry? Cry. Frustrated? Cry. Scared? Cry. I joked once that sometimes I cry when I realize I forgot to cry the day before. People took that too seriously and advised me to get on meds. Obviously these people aren’t criers.

So saying that I cried while watching “Brave” this afternoon probably doesn’t say much. But it also made Jaycie (who is not a crier) and Nolan (who kind of is) cry. Three out of five of us walked out of that theater with tear-stained faces.

As we walked to the car the five of us talked about what we liked. There were many mentions of the brothers’ butts. Also bows and arrows.

Jaycie said the ending made her cry, because she was worried. Nolan said the same thing.

Cade asked me what made me cry and I cried again trying to explain it to him. I told him how important it is for girls and young woman to see movies like this. How when I was growing up there were no movies where the heroine doesn’t have to get married to live happily ever after. Where she learns that she can win her own hand and do what she wants and that it doesn’t matter what society thinks and that it’s okay. While I thought I was going in to see a movie about a girl not wanting to get married, it was really a story about the ferocious, unsettling, and unconditional love between mother and daughter.

Holy shit, I loved the hell out of this movie. I didn’t expect to. I made the mistake of reading a few reviews before I went in. And then an even bigger mistake reading the reviews of the reviews.

There was a lot of pressure on this one, Pixar’s first female-led movie. Oh noes! Writing a movie about a girl what will happen? Will the world end? Will little boys claw out their own eyes because there wasn’t enough testosterone?

Of course not. Why? because the move is fabulous, and Merida is a great heroine for boys and girls. At least she got the seal of approval from The Tibbles (who are annoyingly worried about everyone sticking to gender norms), though those damn brothers of Merida’s kind of stole some of her thunder.

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2 Comments

  1. Lesley 05.Jul.12 at 6:41 pm

    “It was really a story about the ferocious, unsettling, and unconditional love between mother and daughter” is the best and most descriptive review of the tale that I’ve read.

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    1. Jodi 05.Jul.12 at 6:47 pm

      Thank you. I don’t know what the marketers are thinking positioning it as some sort of ‘I don’t want to get married’ story when it’s so much more than that.

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