Specifically, what struck me again is how relatable Elsa is for me, and what a stellar treatment of anxiety the makers give us through her.
And in Elsa, I see myself.
Folks, this is anxiety. This is real, mind-clouding, paralyzing, existential terror. Worrying that one day you might lose control of your own soul, so to speak ⎼ worrying that the people you love most might be hurt by or because of you; that you might "turn dark" out of the blue and against your will ⎼ that is a different kind of fear, right there.
So. Anyway. Elsa is a brilliantly written and produced character and I rest my case.
On to the movie in general.
Frozen's aesthetic makes me very happy. (And I'm about to go full-on nerd, here. Ye've been warned.) It draws on all the ideological beauty of winter (isolation, clarity, crystallinity, purity, etc. and so forth) and uses it to frame an important story.
It's just a cozy movie, full of nighttime scenes and crackling fires and mossy stones that turn into supremely unhelpful (albeit affectionate) trolls.
- It has great music.
- It has a fun (and, more importantly, small) group of main characters.
- It centers around the sister dynamic between Elsa and Anna, and the love story takes a backseat plus is healthy to boot. :D
|also it gives rise to fan art like this and HOW THE HECK DO YOU PEOPLE DO THIS|
Frozen is a wonderful movie and absolutely deserves to be considered alongside Tangled and that is all I have to say about that. (Y'know, for now.)