100% fairy tale

Noelia 2022-03-18 09:01:02

Should have known that this is not some kind of magic blockbuster. Stardust, such a beautiful name should be given enough fairy tale color.

The down-and-out male protagonist is always destined to experience the gorgeous turn from the ugly duckling to the white swan; the fallen heroine is always beautiful and fragile, and then irrevocably in love with the mundane man; the evil witch is always the opposite of stunning and ugly. The two sides of the film are madly longing for beauty and youth; politicians are always the object of ridicule, and the intrigues that are taken care of in real life look as ridiculous as clowns; weak and good people always meet noble people and help them secretly, although in this film Such a role is unexpectedly wonderful; even the small town girl the hero first falls in love with is as snobby and vain as the little supporting characters in many stories.

Guess which character is my favorite? unicorn! The appearance of the silver-white creature made me scream with excitement ^^

Then along the way we saw Green's simplicity, Wilde's irony, and Andersen's sadness. In these deja vu episodes, we can calmly imagine all the plot developments: waiting for the protagonists to turn the corner again and again, waiting for them to fall in love as expected; That customary closing remark; finally, the music of the theme song sounded, and a rather nice male voice sang: "All the stars are coming out tonight. There lighting up the sky tonight. For you...For you." It was so satisfying.

Fairy tales are never simply something to coax children. Like life, it sets a realistic and cruel life, full of opposites between good and evil, beauty and ugliness. The difference is that it is not cruel to the end, but always leaves a way out, leading to Happy Ending in the traditional sense. The real fairy tale writers must be the most insightful and compassionate people. Because they always know how struggling people need some comfort like that.

I think I can understand why this movie is dismissed by many people, disappointed by its old-fashioned plot and not-so-great special effects; however, I can also understand why it has soared to 8.1 points on IMDb. Just like watching Becoming Jane, the ending that I knew for a long time still haunts me; I am eager to find a light-hearted fairy tale that also starred Anni, Magic Cinderella. Even though the story is old-fashioned and the plot has little depth, but in the end, I can finally let go of her.

Although there are intriguing power struggles in the world, as well as the stupid idea of ​​longing for eternal youth, and, the most helpless point, the regret that lovers can't become dependents happens every day - but as long as there are some "happily ever after" The beautiful fairy tale, we are warm and happy.

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Extended Reading

Stardust quotes

  • Septimus: [briefing his men] Now remember Captain Shakespeare has a fearsome reputation.

    [cuts to scenes of Captain Shakespeare painting a heart on his face and then dancing to the Can Can, dressed in a frock and a feather boa, intertwined with scenes of Septimus's men attacking Shakespeare's crew only to get overpowered]

    Septimus: [enters the cabin and sees the Captain in drag] What the hell is this?

  • Yvaine: You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn't true. I know a lot about love. I've seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate... It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves... You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and... What I'm trying to say, Tristan is... I think I love you. Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I'd know it for myself. My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange - no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.