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.
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