Disney princesses are not at the top of the priority list of feminist issues.
The only feminists who have taken ill with them are a select few of chronically online, liberal choice feminists (whom Moore conflates with radical feminists - a typical assumption from conservative protestors because they don’t understand what they’re talking about where women’s liberation movements are concerned) whose articles bemoaning the malignancy of fabricated princesses are, admittedly, a bit silly. Thus, the book is predicated on a strawman premise: a quest to take down no-good feminists who hate femininity and spit on love.
(I am a feminist - though not the kind Faith Moore thinks exists - and I love fairy tales. Many traditional fairy tales aren’t about romance; they’re about death, human folly, and errant children. Great stuff. My favorite Disney princess, by the way, is Rapunzel.)
I did appreciate some of Moore’s interpretations of familiar fairy tale stories. There’s immense importance in dissecting well-known stories from new angles and discovering (or rediscovering) how they resonate with people across cultures and ages - that is, after all, what makes fairy tales timeless. The analyses at first (on Snow White, Cinderella, and Aurora) are fairly standard, with a bit of a Freudian bent (symbols are subconsciously sexual). The chapter on Belle is probably the best-constructed and best-argued one. Moore even admits that a self-professed feminist (Linda Woolverton) wrote the best, most complex Disney princess film ( Beauty and the Beast) - so that sort of undermines a lot of what Moore asserts about how feminists are incapable of nuance of understanding the princess character.
When the book reaches the chapter on Jasmine, Moore really begins to crack down on Evil Feminism.
Moore claims that Disney’s princesses after Jasmine were “doomed to become man-hating” - but I can’t think of a single Disney heroine, princess or otherwise, who explicitly or implicitly hates men.
Then Moore criticizes the storyline of Pocahontas as follows:
Very early on, the movie sets up the “unenlightened” European attitude and negatively juxtaposes it to the “enlightened” Indian way of life. “Remember what awaits us there,” the evil Governor Ratcliffe tells his men. “Freedom, prosperity, and the adventure of our lives!” These ideals - the inherently American ideals of freedom, prosperity, adventure - are wrong, the movie tells us. We know because the bad guy believes in them and couples them with killing Indians - whom he calls “bloodthirsty savages” - and assuming personal wealth. And the men, blindly following Ratcliffe, believe in these things too. Pg. 140
Yes, that’s what most of the men who sailed to the “New World” believed. They abused their ideals of prosperity and adventure to murder other humans (whom they did refer to as “savages”) who got in the way of their assumed freedom. Moore calls this “idealogy” but it quite literally is not - it’s just the history of North America.
Then Moore gripes about how “backward” Native Americans were because they didn’t have European inventions, and that “we are living the life that people like John Smith claimed for us” which is a sort of White Supremacy Lite that I didn’t anticipate reading in a book about Disney princesses. (She ends her rant by writing, verbatim, “nah nah nah nah boo boo,” which is funny because earlier in the Pocahontas chapter, Moore complains about Pocahontas being childish.)
Moore is very upset at Disney’s Pocahontas because she’s convinced that it’s feminist propaganda. I don’t view Pocahontas as a feminist figure or the film as a feminist allegory in any way. (If anything, the film is about the beauty and sanctity of the natural world and the importance of protecting indigenous traditions in the face of social change.) But to someone with a hammer, everything is a nail.
Then, on Pg. 151:
It shouldn’t be feminist to give up on love.
It isn’t.
It shouldn’t be feminist to give up on your dreams. It shouldn’t be, but it is.
It isn’t, though. This is not a problem that exists in real life.
Now, Mulan.
It was a childhood favorite and I still love it to this day. I have no bad things to say about 1998’s Mulan. It’s beautifully animated, funny, has memorable music, and the protagonist is a passionate misfit.
But according to Moore, Mulan is about “a princess who literally has to become a man in order to prove her worth.”
I know Moore understands story themes and metaphors because she applied them to other Disney princesses she discussed. But somehow, Mulan is meant to be taken very literally and not examined for deeper meaning.
I…am uncomfortable with what [the film] tells little girls about being a girl…Implying that, in order to be taken seriously, a girl must be able to successfully embody male traits, implies that male traits are the goal. Surely this, in turn, implies that male traits are better than female ones. Is that really what we want to tell little girls? Pg. 153
That is certainly one interpretation. But I sincerely believe that is not what the film implies at all, nor what the film is even about. Moore seems to not understand some baseline things about the Mulan story in general - a story based on a Chinese folk tale. A lot of things she criticizes Disney for (like the idea of girls bringing honor to their families by marrying well) are just literal aspects of Chinese culture - especially in Imperial China.
Moving onto the only hand-drawn Disney princess film of the 21st century, Moore declares that the theme of The Princess and the Frog is that “nothing matters if you don’t have love - romantic love…Without it, you might as well give up on your entrepreneurial dreams.”
Our culture places romantic love (specific expressions of it, at that) on a pedestal. It is, for many people, an idol. It certainly seems like one for Faith Moore, with her assertation that if you are a woman your life has no true meaning outside of the romantic affections of a man and that if you find yourself, as a woman, romantically unattached, no other dreams of yours truly matter (because you have nothing to strive for).
As a feminist, I don’t believe that every woman must be a feminist. But outrightly implying that a woman’s life has no purpose outside of romance is a bit regressive, no? And as a Christian, implying so is deeply antithetical to the teachings of Christ that Moore claims to adhere to. Romantic love, in her view, is the highest of the high. “Romantic love…completes us and fulfills us in ways that nothing else can (Pg.220)” - except, like, the love of God? If God is not at the center of our love - romantic or otherwise - our love is unstable.
Moore seems to believe that love has one meaning and one ultimate way it can be expressed (heterosexual, on a culturally acceptable timeline, leading to the culmination of the Western nuclear family). But love has many different flavors. Romantic love is a bit like dessert. Dessert is awesome! Most people want it. But is it necessary for a fully realized life? Not really - certainly not all of the time, and in all instances. Sugar is, however. Humans need sugar for our bodies and brains to function. But sugar comes in many forms - fruit, for example. Or pasta. Sure, most people would say that life is better with dessert, and I agree - but dessert is not the pinnacle or purpose of one’s life.
(Moore cements this view by describing a pure love outside of romance - such as in the case of Merida and her mother, or between sisters Elsa and Anna - as “yucky,” “icky,” and “creepy.” Because again, to Moore, the only love that really “counts” is eros between a man and a woman.)
“[Romantic love is] the thing that shows us that we’re going to be okay,” says Moore, Pg. 241. “That we can leave our parents, and go out into the world, and do the things we want to do. It shows us that someone other than our parents can love us.”
Not only is this a bizarre, single-minded take on the subject of love (and definitely projection), but Moore seems like she’s admitting she doesn’t have any close friends (or is that…icky?).
In Faith Moore’s world, there is one right way to be a woman and one right way to be a grown-up. Only men have “base urges” - that women’s graces are made to “tame.” Men and women possess intrinsically opposing male/female natures that “fit together like puzzle pieces” (complementarianism, a deeply patriarchal worldview that I won’t be dissecting here). Women realize their full (mature) selves by uniting themselves romantically (sexually) with a man (“A woman who rejects the prospect of romantic love entirely rejects her adulthood” declares the author on Pg. 215).
These ideas - born of male dominance and rejecting the deep complexities and individuality of each human person - are the real fairy tales, in the end.