Okay, I'll admit it: I'm a sucker for (some) Disney movies. Especially the ones I took my kids to ... Beauty and the Beast and The Lion King come to mind.
So with a windy, cold day in the forecast, we decided to take G to see ...
It dotted every "i" (it will make you cry), and crossed every "t" (eminently marketable characters) and I didn't care a whit. Disney will make their money, but I will enjoy the memory of hearing a Disney heroine saying, "I'm not a princess!" and seeing a grandmother cast as a positive motivational character (who revels in her eccentricity). Were they shamelessly playing to the Boomer demographic? For sure. They could do worse.
Not that we saw the ending. G ran out of steam about 3/4 of the way in, so we headed home. Note to self: don't go to nap-time matinees.
Of course, by the time we got home, G was past the point of napping. So he played quietly while I stitched my memory of the green stone that was a major plot device in the movie. If I didn't quite get the design right it's no matter. I stitched my memory of it.
And in looking up the spiral design after the fact, I found this image ...
which had a wonderful link to related images ...
The sails made me think of Pojagi cloth and Hazel's boats. And that alone was well worth the price of admission.
