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This weekend, I was treated to watching Barbie star in "The Princess and the Pauper" because my three year old neice is trying to memorize it, apparently. Her mother gets off easy when she watches it. Mom has to sit in down and be quiet. But Aunty Kirsten? Oh, no, Aunty Kirsten has to get up and dance along with all the songs, and she has to do it just so, too.
In the end, I'm forever impressed by how squeaky *clean* that movie is. There is not even any kissing -- unless we count one chaste and courtly kiss on the hand. The worst word I heard was "bum" as in "There's dirt on my bum!" It's a love story. There's a double wedding. There's NO KISSING. There weren't even any scary parts. The villain may have had access to an empty mine, but nothing life threateningly frightening ever happened. The only thing this movie did wrong was to have a stupid character and allow other characters to call him mean names. Nothing's perfect, I guess.
In the end, I'm forever impressed by how squeaky *clean* that movie is. There is not even any kissing -- unless we count one chaste and courtly kiss on the hand. The worst word I heard was "bum" as in "There's dirt on my bum!" It's a love story. There's a double wedding. There's NO KISSING. There weren't even any scary parts. The villain may have had access to an empty mine, but nothing life threateningly frightening ever happened. The only thing this movie did wrong was to have a stupid character and allow other characters to call him mean names. Nothing's perfect, I guess.