This movie is a wish my heart made

On Thursday night, I got an e-mail from someone at work that said, “I’ll take care of this tomorrow because you’re out, right?” I wrote back, “thanks for making that call, and for reminding me that I have the day off!” On Friday, I took myself to see Enchanted, a movie about a kind-hearted, red-headed Princess who lands in Manhattan, frolics in Central Park, loses a shoe, and falls in true love.

I hardly ever go to the movies.  And I’ve never ever gone alone before.  But I couldn’t wait to see my own life story on the big screen.

My favorite part was the Central Park extravaganza. Disney took a brief pause from poking fun at itself and poked some at New York—the bicyclists, the elderly bench gents, and the city park matrimonies.

I also loved the pizza parlour scene, a finespun reference to Lady and the Tramp, but mostly because I wish I could dress like this every time I go out. Seriously, Princesses have it easy. It can’t possibly be difficult to pick out an outfit when your choices are all gowns. If I wore this teal dress around the corner to get a slice, people would point and stare and be all “check out the crazy girl.” Giselle made her dress out of Patrick Dempsey’s curtains and even so, he’s staring in a good way.

I think they’re both crazy in a good way.

It will be fun to re-watch Enchanted because of Disney’s postmodern self-references. Touches like a rose under a bell jar in cartoon-Giselle’s room and the production of Rapunzel that Giselle interrupts in Central Park made me feel like I was seeing more than one movie at once. And since I see movies so very, very rarely, it’s important that I get as much as possible out of those theater trips.