Wednesday, January 17, 2007

cinderella

Was printing FT homework from my parents' room and my bro just happened to be watching Disney Channel. They were showing Cinderella. And so as I waited for my homework to come out I was entertained by some chiruppy song that the mice in the movie were singing.

Ahhh... the magic of Disney. The educational values it imparts! Whoever knew that mice could sing, sew, bake and outwit villainous household pets all at the same time?

Anyhoo, I remembered watching this show as a kid and melting over the charm of the Prince. He was so gallant, so handsome, so... so... brunette.

But now that I think about it, the Prince is just a largely decorative royalty, somewhat dull of mind. Let's reason it out. This guy purportedly fell in love with a woman who was in disguise after only a song and a dance. Err... hello? Isn't there something wrong with that?

He doesn't know shit about her, yet there he goes declaring that he will marry whoever this woman turns out to be!

When she suddenly ran off to God knows where, rather than chasing after her the fella went and shouted for the guards. She is a woman and he is a man. Men have the advantage of muscular strength and could probably outrun any woman of average fitness. Why does he not run after her??

Thirdly and most foolish of all, his way of identifying this mysterious woman is through her shoe size??? Unless Cinderella has extremely small / disfigured feet that glass slipper could've easily fit some other woman's foot. In short, it was a coincidence that he found the correct person.

No no, I just don't see the brains in this guy. I should've idolized the mice all along.