Hey Sweeties,
I’m not going to lie, I’m thirty-years old in a few months and I still find pleasure in curling up on the sofa and watching a Disney film, I’m not ashamed to say this (read my post too old for Disney). I am not really into all the modern Disney films (I mean, I do not get the hype about Frozen AT all…) but the classic films from my childhood I still love.
When I heard a year or so back about the re-telling of Beauty and the Beast as a live-action film I was intrigued, but it is only when the trailers and teaser scenes started appearing on the internet did I take a deeper interest. Anyway, to cut a short story even shorter, I found myself with little to do on the opening weekend of the film so I took myself to the cinema for a Saturday afternoon screening.
Oh My Days… Beauty and the Beast is so good!
The film made me laugh, it made me want to cry (it is okay, I held my composure in front of the kids), and it made me want to punch Gaston in the face; and when the film finished I wanted to applaud.