Friday, October 22, 2010

Earlier this week I had the joy of picking up a copy of Beauty & the Beast on DVD (I definitely just typed 'breast' instead). At just $20, my innter child was almost a little offended. My original copy on VHS still has the price tag on it, tattered now but still revealing a more daring purchase than the $20 you found in your back pocket.

Nevertheless, one of my childhood films is out of the vault and was soon slotted into my DVD player. I watched the first half on Wednesday, and now I find myself with some spare time & a box of noodles for my lunch eaten at dinner time, I watched the rest.

It's amazing, to say the least, how strong childhood feelings are. And not the tightening in your chest when you see the opening credits, or the lump in your throat when you hear that old music again, but how powerful a child's feelings can be. Because those emotions were not with me for the first time. They were the deep set, buried away for years emotions that I felt when I was small.

Of course, I found myself blubbering at the end, even knowing full well the ending is happily ever after. It just goes to show that no matter how many times you hid the lump in your throat when you were little, too ashamed to cry - watch the same motion picture when you're 22 years old & those tears will free fall.

1 comment:

  1. Beauty and the Beast is my favorite film of all time!! I can't wait for it to come out on dvd here soon!! Loved this post xx