There's nothing this story lacks– it has it all, every possible human emotion packaged into a fairytale so sweet and so salty, it has to be *the* perfect story! In true Disney brilliance, the classic tale of Rapunzel is presented with all the main characters intact, and a few others along the way. A life of isolation doesn't necessarily mean an unproductive one as Rapunzel's story goes; if anything, it hones a multitude of housekeeping (and life) skills, the least of them being on the use of a frying pan. Let it not be said that a frying pan is good for only steak and eggs– it doubles also as a very reliable weapon, thank you very much!
But solitude is not always good for the soul, and the desire and dream to go out and meet the world is a universal one. And so, when Hope floods your heart, it cannot be made to leave, and when Love barges in without notice, you know that nothing is impossible. And so, it goes without saying that miracles will never cease to be.
For me, the sweetest part of the story was the element of sacrifice– yet another byproduct of love, it seems– that is exemplified by both Rapunzel and Flynn Rider– her knight in not-so-shining-armor. Both are willing to sacrifice happiness, nay, life itself, in exchange for the good of the other. Now if that ain't love, I don't know what is… 🙂
And so, the fairytale showcases the human condition at both its best and its worst, and does a fine job of reinforcing our faith in the triumph of good over evil, and in the power of love. Oh, and that palace horse– well, he almost stole the show, so fair warning about that! And finally, my two-cent prophecy about the movie: in my book, it has Oscar written all over it!