#we got to see jasmine’s internal life richer and better than ever

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So, I was just looking for a Snow White gif set, and I came across quite a few posts expressing displeasure about Rachel Zegler’s flippant attitude to the original Disney film. And while I agree she was being a bit glib, you have to remember, it’s all about playing it up for the camera. Maybe her manager told her to push a love-to-hate-it angle. Who knows. Disney is still trying to work that little bit of feminism that is truly marketable but is ‘safe’ in their standards.

But what irritates me is that those posts immediately delve into the history and animation of the work in the film. As an artist, I totally respect the work and success Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs was in 1937. It’s a beautiful piece, to be sure.

And Snow White was kind of modern for the movie’s supposed setting and time period! She has a bob! It’s easily demonstrated and acknowledged by the audience how hard she works, in both the castle and the cottage! She’s a upper class woman who manages to stay chaste despite living with, horror among horrors, seven unmarried men!

But, come on. She was relatively safe, barely pushing the envelope, in 1937. Women were in factories, wearing pants, and were still actively fighting for their rights at the time. All while weathering the Great Depression!

Films like Mirror Mirror and Snow White and the Huntsman have already done more-feminine-modern takes on the tale. But Zegler isn’t wrong. If the original film’s story, no changes, came out today, it would be disappointing to a lot of feminists. So if you’ve watched the other live action Disney princess films, I’d say don’t knock the Snow White one just yet. It might actually offer something new but nice to more modern feminist audiences.

Just please don’t forget that something can be wonderful in one way and meh in another. The original film was an artistic masterpiece, but wasn’t the be-all end-all of feminism in the 30s. Check out this film, for example.

And hey, this is the webbed site of anxiety. You’ve all probably said things you regret, whether you ‘deserve’ to regret it or not. Don’t forget actors can make mistakes too. They’re human.

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What do you think Ben and Jordan'schildren would be like?

They’ll people born for the spotlight, and their shows frequently involve social activism, fighting for those that can’t fight for themselves, and trying to make Auradon a better place than it always is–not perfect, certainly, as that’s impossible, but a lot of things can stand to improve, certainly.

Alternately, they might be more reserved and introverted like Belle, preferring to be the support staff writing the scripts; taking care of the logistics like equipment, interns, and catering; or being the agent/personal assistant to those that do go out into the limelight.

For inherited traits, they can get:

Belle and Ben’s calm, quiet, and intellectual attitudes that exemplify “Gentle Power” above all else,

Beast and Jordan’s boistrousness, lack of self-control, and tempers/sardonic attitudes, or

Something completely different, like Maurice’s tendency towards to invention and being happily an eccentric outsider among his fellows, so long as he can pursue his passions.

The following OC’s are illustrations of some of the archetypes I think are most likely to occur:

Candella “Ellie” Jasmine, Attorney-At-Law

“I’m not going to lie: this world’s not perfect, and my fight will never end. But you know what? I’m going to keep fighting anyway.”

Radiant. Charismatic. Intelligent.

Kind, amiable, and compassionate to the downtrodden and the needy.

Will mercilessly shred you into tiny, bloody bits if you earn her ire, especially if you’re the kind of person to willfully ignore or worse yet, actively take advantage of said downtrodden and needy.

You could say that Ellie was born for the court room, a dazzling presence in killer high heels, sharp suits, and perfectly done make-up making jaws drop when she walks down the aisle, and the opposition’s heads sweat as she determinedly fights for her clients using every single tactic allowed by law, and a few not strictly legal.

Be it under oath or on camera, you can bet your bottom silver dollars that she will always be ready to fight for justice and fairness, unwavering in her support for the abused, the overlooked, and the underappreciated, and look damn good while she’s at it!

Jean Belle AKA “Jeanie Jr.” or “JB”

“I’ve got this.”

For every enchanting live performance or arranged public appearance, there is a tirelessly working army of support staff, among them cameramen, technicians, sound engineers, make-up artists, editors, and no shortage of interns, all making sure everything happens exactly according to cue and script, the stars of the show can work their magic without fear of technical issues or moment-ruining slip-ups, and most importantly, no one ever sees this army in action.

These unsung heroes frequently get nothing from it but meager wages compared to what the stars rake in, free coffee and access to the buffet table, and the knowledge that they made this magical event come to life.

And as JB will attest to, sometimes that is all they really want.

In contrast to her parents who are always on the spotlight by choice or by circumstance, JB spends most of her time backstage, coordinating the chaos like a combination of a maestro, a secretary, and a drill sergeant, making sure the complex machine that is mass media purrs like a well-tuned engine with only the barest minimum of hiccups, backfires, or fiery explosions.

Of the two things that can be sure whenever JB is in charge, it’s that the coffee pots will always be filled, doughnuts will be available, and you have enough staff and all the equipment they need, or they will be soon, if she has anything to say about it…

Benedict Morris AKA “Moe,” “Morry,” “Morty,” or “Bendy”

“The sad truth is, so many of us live within our own high walls, unable or unwilling to see what lies beyond what we know, what we are familiar with, what might challenge what we believe to be true and immutable.“Fortunately, we may step out the gates, invite others to our kingdoms and we into theirs, make all our lives richer and more complete than if we just stayed home where it was safe and comfortable.”

Like his idol, Gautama Buddha, Bendy lived a comfortable, safe, and happy life within the walls of Castle Beast, all his needs attended to by a loyal and attentive army of servants and his even more dedicated family, blood or his hordes of “honourary uncles and aunts.”

But, as with any child, as his mind grows and his horizons expand, curiosity takes root, and a single word begins to dominate their vocabulary, their waking lives, and their dreams:

“Why?”

Unlike most children, however, Bendy’s questions were much more deep and complex; instead of “Why is the sky blue?”, “Why can’t I have another ice cream?” or “Why is it raining today?”, he asked, “Why do we have so much power and money while others don’t?”, “Why do so many people have to scrape by with barely anything while I get all of these things?” and “Why WAS the Isle of the Lost made, and why did people think Aunt Mal, Aunt Evie, Uncle Jay, and Uncle Carlos DESERVED to live there…?”

When the answers of his parents and other, well-meaning adults didn’t satisfy him, Bendy did not go so far as to forsake his birthright and live a life of poverty and meditation, but he did go out with a camera, a notebook, and no shortage of gifts and silver dollars to encourage people to let him into their homes, have a nice long chat over tea, and maybe take some photos while he’s at it.

These days, he’s famous for his striking and eye-opening photography and the stories that accompany them, of the squallor in the remains of the Isle of the Lost, harrowing accounts of the citizens who lived in a much harsher era, the cruelties and injustices that still remain to this day.

Even more memorable is how he always refuses to speak about himself or his work, rarely ever giving out interviews, speaking of his own experiences with a nomad band out in Faraway, always preferring to turn the conversation to the subjects of his photographs and books, or encouraging the one asking to go and live the experience for themselves.

“I can’t really put it in words,” is how he explains it. “You really had to have been there.”