Lisa Huberman is the author of the horror play Heart/Succor, which premiered at Fresh Blood in July 2012. Her monologue Easy Breezy Blood-Sucking was performed at Bloody Gore-geous Monologues in February 2013. -KP
The scariest movie I ever saw as
a kid was The Little Mermaid.
That’s weird, right? For most
people it’s something like It or Halloween or the wood-chipper scene from
Fargo. Straight-up horror never really appealed to
me-- I guess I’ve always liked being different.
As a plucky redhead with
ambitions of being a singer, it’s not hard to see why I identified with the
fiery, headstrong Ariel. Just like Ariel
felt out of place in her undersea world, I felt out of place in suburban
Ohio. Plus she had an irrational
attachment to her collection of useless shit—a legacy that I carry on to this
day, much to my dad’s chagrin.
Looking back to the film there’s
lot that’s cringe-worthy. Take awkward 90s-era racism with the red-lipped
“blackfish” in the “Under the Sea” sequence. Then there’s the regressive gender politics. Unlike the sensible, level-headed Belle and
the cool, acerbic Jasmine of later Disney films, who keep their romantic
counterparts at bay with their wits, Ariel is kind of the worst romantic role
model ever. Girlfriend is so boy-crazy
she puts herself and her entire marine kingdom in jeopardy for the
self-centered pursuit of a dude with whom she has literally never had a
conversation.
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| Ariel refuses to take "He's just not that into fish," for an answer. |
Their whole conflict is meant to
be metaphorical— in Ariel, we’re supposed to see the typical teenage girl
struggling with her father about questions of prejudice and parental
control. But for some reason, at six or
seven, this image gripped me. And while the film itself never put Ariel in any
real danger, Sebastian spends an entire song fleeing the knife of a French
chef, and misses being devoured by Prince Eric’s manservant by a heartbeat. The idea that in another version of the
story, Ariel— who I had come to know, love and-- could be captured by a fisherman
and gutted and devoured like just another fish fascinated terrified, and
disturbed me.


