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And I just want to add, if even half of all photographers I've worked with produced such amazing images, I never would have quit. Finding your work was the best thing that came out of me writing this post. It's just gorgeous.
I don't remember a lot of instances where I actively pretended to have body issues (some, but not many) but I did absolutely learn to shut up about the fact that I felt fine the way I was. And I wasn't exactly the prettiest kid on the block. It seemed to draw some ire and frustration, like I was betraying some unspoken covenant. I'm still very careful about being vocally nice to myself about my looks. It just doesn't go over well, for various reasons. I don't really mind that now.
But it does teenage girls a great disservice to simply assume that they're going to have body issues. At some point it became prescriptive instead of descriptive. And it denies the fact that teenage girls are individuals too.
But yeah, no, it probably isn't.
I honestly don't know what that show was. I kind of weave in and out of the room when I get a chance and I don't always catch what the name is. I know it was some sort of European Tough Love knock-off though, where some sort of self-proclaimed "relationship guru" (and holy shit do I ever not trust white people who describe themselves with the word "guru") teaches non-conformist women how to... date properly, I guess you'd call it. Be more conventional. That sort of thing. One of those shows that's cast and edited to humiliate and hurt non-conformist people or just women who don't follow the Reality TV Script For Women (insecure, aching for marriage, materialistic, infantile, but only if they're white) under the threat of "dying alone," which is the worst thing that can possibly happen to a woman in Reality TV Land. There was the vampire, a single mom stripper who dared to talk openly about her job, several women who laughed too loud and were a little more confident than makeup advertisers can stand, you know the type. Reprehensible shit all around.
Movies, with their limited running time, use visual shorthand to get a lot of things across. "Same-face" is one of those visual shortcuts. It telegraphs to the audience that (for example) Belle is special and unique, and then there are "the other women," all of them, the monolith, indistinguishable from each other. So I think that as a cosmetic change, eliminating same-face would go a long way to preventing the problem from existing in the first place. Mer-brothers would help too.
But I think the only substantial difference you can make would be to have the princess interact amiably with her age and gender peers. This never happens (except for in Pocahontas, and her inclusion in the line-up is dubious. But note how she's also the only one here to NOT end up with the designated dude.) Belle is even shown to roll her eyes in condescension at the triplets. Ariel's sisters have nothing nice to say to her that I can remember. (Do they interact? I honestly can't recall.) Mulan never interacts with the other young women on their way to the matchmaker, while in my estimation she seems like the sort of person who would welcome another young woman's insight into a scary phase in her life, as is traditional in many cultures that engage in arranged marriages, because that would be a different perspective than her mother and grandmother offer. (Mulan is the ONLY Disney Princess from this lineup with a living mother, by the way, and she's got, like what, three lines? Female relationships are not a priority here.) Even Jasmine, who is so eager to learn about how people who aren't royalty live, never talks to another young woman, while that should be the first perspective she would naturally seek out.
It's why I have a lot of sympathy for some of the sequels to these movies. They're awful in every possible way, like, every way you can imagine, but at least they show things like Cinderella talking to and comforting her stepsister. Then you watch Mulan 2 and just cry a little.
Comparing and contrasting something I love for nostalgic and visceral reasons against something I'm primed to hate for intellectual reasons sounds... very challenging, actually. It's a good idea. Great, even. I'll give Sucker Punch a whirl and see where we end up. Thanks for the tip!