A Princesa e o Sapo

[Pablo Villaça]

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Pablo Villaça2009-12-12 07:47:37

[Lucy in the Sky]

Eu tenho acompanhado com bastante atenção a produção de A Princesa e O Sapo (não aqui, mas em outro fórum), e a crítica do Pablo está mais ou menos de acordo com o que eu tenho esperado do filme.

 

Discordo sobre a necessidade de desenvolver a história tendo a cor de Tiana como elemento importante, embora no iníco eu tenha pensado que é o que eles fariam, que seria algo como Mulan. Ele disse que não é realista a garota branca, rica e fútil ser amiga de Tiana naquela sociedade, e realmente não é, mas o filme não tem que ser realista nas relações pessoais e no comportamento dos personagems. Basta que eles funcionem, por mais anormais que sejam.

 

Fiquei surpresa  ao saber que ela passa a maior parte do tempo como rã. Eu tinha certeza de que a Disney tinha diminuído aquela parte da história o máximo possível, porque é mais interessante olhar para uma linda heroína do que para uma rã.

 

Minha esperança de ressurreição da Disney há vários meses foi retirada de A Princesa e o Sapo e colocada em Rapunzel, ainda que a animação de Rapunzel não seja tradicional, o que não é um problema.

 

 

[Blue Frackle]

Concordo com tudo que você escreveu, exceto por um detalhe: como pode incluir Planeta do Tesouro entre os piores filmes da Disney dos últimos anos?! É sim um dos melhores na minha opinião

[marvelfan03]

olha, com todo o respeito ao Pablo, mas Hércules é excelente... muito melhor que qualquer animação que sai todo semestre da Pixar...e que o Pablo vive dando 4 ou 5 estrelas.

[Ramya]

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An only child, a perfectly ordinary little girl in rural Wisconsin, I wanted sisters more than anything. When I turned seven, my parents made a decision that delighted me beyond measure: they chose to adopt.wow power leveling
 
It was Christmastime when my two new sisters, aged 6 and 3, arrived from Colombia. They came with a great flourish of celebration, as friends and relatives visited us bearing gifts to welcome them. That evening our guests went home and we were left to ourselves. My sisters and I went to the bedroom we were to share; as we crawledsintosour beds, our parents came to each of us, tucking us in and saying goodnight.“Te amo,”they whispered to my new sisters in Spanish,“I love you.”