Watching: Beauty and the Beast (movie)

I didn’t cry at the part where Belle bent over the Beast to tell him that she loved him, neither did I tear at the part where Belle was struggling to get to the Beast. The girl to my left was sniffling really hard and shifting around in her seat at those scenes lol so I’m assuming that those are the tear jerking scenes.

I teared at the part when the household staff were turning into objects permanently. When the teapot was asking for her son Chippy, and she couldn’t find him before she closed her eyes and went still. And Chippy was also looking for his mom, the saucer plate he was riding on smashed on the ground- he would have smashed too, if not for the coat hanger picking him up and putting him next to the mom.

The scene between the clock and the candle stick (although I think there’s another term for him), that was beautiful too. It was an honour to have served with you. Two old friends who lived and worked together while they were alive, and tried very hard to break the spell while they were living as household objects. At the end, they could see no hope and calmly accepted their fate. I would like to go to my end in a similar way, surrounded by good people and the knowledge that I have tried my best, even if it wasn’t good enough. Sometimes there is really precious little in life to celebrate, but one can appreciate the process and the effort even if they didn’t get to where they wanted to be.

The Beast was stuck in his body for a long time, being all fierce and masculine. But he had a kind heart even while trapped in that horrible hairy body, and he gave Belle what she wanted, which was a library full of books and someone to understand her. And he had the knowledge that he was once beautiful. But for people in real life, those who are ugly and stunted and have a kind heart, can be without partners for life and not have that reassurance that someone will come along to love them. Because your physical appearance changes how other people treat you- some people don’t come out of that experience called ‘the period before being sure of your identity’ whole.

I used to wonder why would some people select other people with low self-esteem to be their partners- intentionally select for those people. I guess after reading a few blogs on that subject, I think I now understand the mentality where you are able to control someone else with a few words or by persuading her that you know better, she should follow your opinions, and generally it is a rather heady way to live. After all she does not value herself as much as she values you, and she doesn’t want to be alone because that would mean going back to her past. Humans are rather good at occupying their time with interesting pursuits. I am not sure if it means happiness for either party, for as long as one stays in a relationship that restraints them, it might only mean mild discontent at best?

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(Days in the sun, Beauty and the Beast)

All those days in the sun
What I’d give to relive just one
Undo what’s done
And bring back the light

Oh, I could sing of the pain these dark days bring
The spell we’re under
Still it’s the wonder of us I sing of tonight

How in the midst of all this sorrow
Can so much hope and love endure
I was innocent and certain
Now I’m wiser but unsure