Dude, I don’t know.
But for the last 29 hours (or so), I have been seized by this unbelievable conviction that I absolutely must watch Barbie Princess and the Pauper, the classic 2004 smash hit.
I think it may have something to do with the end of the semester and finals looming, and preparing to go home (by the way, I’m staying home and doing classes remotely second semester), and COVID triggering the need for nostalgia and childhood and stuff.
We have no way of being sure. All we know is that I absolutely need to see that movie, and I need to see it now.
Is it … ?
Ah, drat. It’s not on YouTube for free. No matter, I’ll find it. Trust me, I will find it.
What is my history with this film, you ask? Ah, how kind of you.
Well, on my eighth birthday, my family was staying in a cabin on the Oregon coast. It was a wonderful birthday. We played like pirates on driftwood and divided up among the beds and floor-sleeping bags, and had altogether a rip-roarin’ good time.
(If I’m getting details wrong, don’t correct me, family. This is how I remember it and it’s VERY NICE so I don’t care if that’s not how it really went down).
On this birthday, I received two DVDs. One was from my Nana, it was Disney’s 2007 Enchanted (another favorite). The other was from my parents, and it was Barbie Princess and the Pauper.
In our Toyota Sienna, we had a DVD player – such is life when you have seven kids, I guess. You had best believe that, the whole ride back, we alternated Enchanted and Princess and the Pauper.
I don’t know, it’s all just a very rose-tinted memory for me.
Also, in Princess and the Pauper‘s defense, it’s honestly one of the higher caliber Barbie movies. I think it’s the first musical the Barbie movies ever did (at least the first one I ever saw), Preminger is actually pretty competent as a villain (weird voices don’t exclude intelligence, and he’s adaptable when thwarted!), the leading women are likeable and walk the line of self sufficiency and knowing when to ask for help, and … well, okay, yeah. It’s a Barbie movie, so it’s still cheesy.
But I liiiiiiiike it. It makes me happppy.
I think we all have those little things that do. And they aren’t really that great, but they’re really that great for us.
(Enchanted really IS that great, though. I will not hear an ill word about that movie, thank you).
So. If you’ll excuse me. I’m going to go watch Barbie as The Princess and the Pauper. Fake post-credits blooper reel included.