True Love's First Kiss

So... I just watched "Enchanted," and am so enchanted with that movie. First of all, Amy Adams is AMAZING. Basically. She completely, believably encompasses all of the innocence, earnesty, and true goodness of the classic Disney princesses. Sigh. I love her. She's officially my celebrity crush right now. And, yes, the movie did have the wretched pop song montage ending with Carrie Underwood -- yes, Disney, we know, she's about as boring and cliche as you can get -- but other than that, I thought it was one of their best movies in years. And I'm not including Pixar movies, because that company's just using Disney's name to get the funding, and Disney's just fine feeding off of their brilliant ideas and talent.

One of the first moments where I was really, really pleased with how incredibly good and earnest Giselle is, is when Robert -- the lawyer who ends up being her true love -- is pulling her through the train/bus station and she stops to admire the very odd sculpture of the fat woman with small breasts (which does not at ALL adhere to modern day's standards of beauty) and says how beautiful she is. I absolutely love, love, love the fact that she honestly sees beauty in all women she meets. Because that is one very important lesson which I have learned: there is beauty in everyone. I can honestly say that all of my female friends and acquaintances are beautiful. Really. If you're female, know me, and reading this, you're beautiful. And if you question this statement, just confront me about it. The worst thing is that I'll tell you I was wrong.

And I absolutely loved the moment where Robert is talking to the couple who was trying to get a divorce, and they talk about how Giselle reminded them of why they fell in love with each other in the first place. I mean, you saw it coming, but it was still such a sweet moment. And Robert's trying to question them and make them change their minds, and they just tell him that giving up over the bad times is worth missing out on all the good times. Sigh. And that's true! Just because the bad times come up -- and they always will and they WILL be BAD -- doesn't mean they're not worth fighting through to save all of the good times. People give up to easy, I think. Yes, they also impulsively get married and sometimes it really is an unfortunate mistake made on whim, but if you know you love someone, and they know they love you, it really is that simple. If you love someone, you'll fight to be with them... no matter what.

And I love that the movie progresses (if maybe only slightly) past the fluttery, sunshine-y, puppy dog love phase into the communicating and knowing someone phase where you can actually love someone for who they are, not just what they are. Where you know you're right for someone because you fit with them, not just because you think or want to be right for them. Oh, but I do love the moment where they're at the ball in New York, and Robert starts singing to Giselle. Sigh. That was so sweet. I'm not necessarily an incredibly mushy person (I actually for the most part have little to no tolerance for mush), but I love singing. When she brings him to song... I just thought it was so sweet. So, call me mushy or a hopeless romantic (for those reading who aren't naturally romantic), but I really felt all warm and fuzzy inside while watching this movie. And the fact that they're dancing at a ball! Oh my goodness -- who wouldn't be absolutely taken away from dancing in a ball in those gowns?? 'Cause I would! Take me now! Please!!

I guess it was just nice to see that intermix of the fairy-tale mush and romance with the "sorry, I didn't have time" reality of relationships. I for one do like romance and horse-drawn carriages and flowers and pretty dresses and animals (who sing, of course)... but I also greatly appreciate the reality of anger and sadness that comes with it. Oooo, that's another great moment: when she gets angry at Robert for always saying "no." It's when she feels anger towards him that she realizes she actually cares. It's when someone is able to make you angry and sad like no one else that you truly care about them -- and that's the scariest part about real love for most people, I think. Because that is the reality: getting hurt and hurting and having to fight for something/someone. I guess that's why some just don't do "real" love. They just seem to stick with the fairy tale version. The "fluff."

That's where bravery comes in, I guess. It takes courage to have real love and make it last. Lots. Because true love's first kiss is always the best... but it's also the easiest thing you'll ever do in a relationship. It's the kiss after a fight that's harder to make happen. So, I guess you could say, really, that that's the one that matters: the making-up kiss. 'Cause, if the making-up kiss doesn't ever happen, it wasn't true love to begin with, was it?