Let me say from the start…when it comes to Disney movies, I am a true believer. I grew up on Disney stories as much as—no, probably more—than Bible stories. They shaped me. And yes, I will admit I’m a bit nostalgic for the days of Beauty and the Beast, if for the music alone. But when I watch a new Disney film, I don’t come cynical. I come rooting for it. I want my kids to have the same experiences I had as a kid. I don’t want to leave thinking about the conversations I now have to have with them about a certain problematic theme: “So kids, are we sure it’s good and noble to sacrifice all history, tradition, family, and heritage for the glory of your secret sacred self?” or “Remember when those cute little woodland creatures were all joyfully singing, ‘We are our own origin story!’? Do you really think that’s true?” (This actually happens in Wish; I’m not kidding.) But more on that later.
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