Millions of Americans are falling in love with a brown-skinned, undeniably feminist heroine, destroying the premise that they rejected diversity in this election.
in a country where so many are willing to throw away the rights of the “other” for the illusion of safety, storytelling is our most straightforward empathy generator, a humanisation machine.
millions of Americans are casually falling in love with a brown-skinned, athletic, undeniably feminist heroine offering an object lesson about striding out of your bubble and setting right your mistakes.
Bad ideas about representation and “political correctness” were central to Donald Trump’s presidential campaign: the inane lie that diversity is being foisted upon our art and media,
to its detriment, is simply an extension of the deadly lie that diversity is being foisted upon white people, white neighbourhoods and white towns, to their detriment.
it centres brown people in their own story, it passes the Bechdel test without breaking a sweat, it defends the sanctity of the biosphere, and the heroine isn’t gratuitously married off at the end.
Perhaps the most middle-American of all genres – the Disney princess movie – has managed to turn out a deeply progressive film without being explicitly progressive at all.