I watched Disney’s 1991 film Beauty and the Beast today, for the first time since I was little. I was in love with Belle back then, and when I watched it again I recalled all those feelings again. It’s still one of the most beautiful films ever made, except I hate the ending. That Beast receives his beauty again for having Belle’s love sends the message that shallow beauty is an excellent gift, while it actually doesn’t matter the littlest.
Beauty and the Beast by Anton Nordenfur is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.