Frozen: love is an open (closet) door

I wrote most of this on Thursday night, and then Friday involved a really stressful, unpleasant conversation with my mother where she accused me of mooching off them (she then said that had been harsh, tbf, but… yeah) and was all “Middle Sister came and talked to me about her job problems, why didn’t you”. Anyway, I cried and had a terrible stress headache for hours and the whole day was generally a write-off. Today has been better (HURRAY for Mum being out all afternoon and evening, and my darling cousin Jacksparrow coming over and hanging out all night) but it took me a bit to get to this post.

I just saw Frozen! I liked it a lot, although I think new Disney films are often a bit of a dicey proposition for those of us who grew up during Disney's second golden age – I mean, it's already tough watching a film that's joining a canon I have these very strong childhood attachments to. But I definitely liked it and I think I'll like it more on re-viewing; certainly have now downloaded a bunch of the soundtrack. The snowman ended up being cute when I thought he’d be vastly annoying, I didn’t see the twist coming at ALL, and omg the act of true love made me cry a tiny bit.

Plus I've downloaded the “Let It Go” sequence and watched it three times. It's great, and by far the best song in the film, and I love Idina Menzel and I love Elsa, and I love a song that carries a central metaphor all the way through and uses it in a bunch of different ways (see also: why Wicked is my favourite musical.) Also, it seriously ~speaks to me given ( the queer reading of Elsa that jumped out at me )