Therapy. I literally think that is what viewing Disney movies leads to. Or at least should. Remember how freaked out you got at Malificent as a giant fire-breathing dragon? Or Jafar becoming a massive killer snake? Remember how upset you felt when Pinocchio and Mufasa and the fifteenth Dalmatian puppy (for a moment) died? Think of Jessie’s “When She Loved Me” montage. And John Smith leaving. And the cut-her-heart-out-and-put-it-in-this-box Snow White queen. Those step-sisters ripping up Cinderella’s first dress--lovingly created by all her little friends--made my younger brother cry. No one will love Mulan for who she is, Aladdin can’t marry the princess because he’s poor, Lady gets muzzled, Mowgli gets sent back to the man village, Belle can never see her father again, Bernard feels inadequate next to Jake, and Ariel’s dad tears the 
dickens out of her favorite stuff. Big drama for little minds to try and wrap around. Even big minds, sometimes. But, undoubtedly, the single most tragic moment in the Disney pantheon has got to be…Bambi’s mom. You know you were thinking it. That scene is synonymous with trauma in the common vernacular. For good reason--it’s one of the saddest things ever. Now, I understand that loss is universal and we must all face it some time in our lives, but Walt Disney accelerated the process for three generations of kids so far. When reading Disney’s Magical World of Reading Bambi, I noticed that part is still in there. I was kinda hoping for a re-write.http://www.amazon.com/Bambi-Dumbo-Disneys-Magical-Reading/dp/1403720452
http://tv.disney.go.com/playhouse/
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