Hi, as I’m sure you’ve heard before, your website is fantastic. Lots of fun for the horror lover. Anyway, I was wondering if anyone has mentioned DUMBO as a traumafession. Though I visit regularly, I’m sure I could’ve missed it.
For me, DUMBO (like many a Disney film) was quite upsetting. I was very little of course when I first saw it and even with its scary moments, I liked it and watched it a lot but that didn’t mean I walked away psychologically unscathed. From the time poor Mrs. Jumbo had to watch all the other mother’s get their babies while she stood all by herself, hopes rising and falling like the ridiculous temperature out here in Northern Cali, to those snooty, gossipy, elephant companions they were forced to bunk with, all the way to the near end, when the feather slipped out of DUMBO‘s grasp and he nearly died painted up as a clown, I couldn’t help pondering why all of this was happening.
It was all so unjustified, especially when that horrid kid teased little baby DUMBO and got a well deserved spanking from Mrs. Jumbo, only for her to end up in jail (I guess Disney, like local law enforcement, don’t sit well with spankin’s ) I mean it was so sad and depressing.
Of course, no mention of the film DUMBO can go without the discussion of the ‘Pink Elephant‘ sequence. Though it was horrifying, I thought it was pretty cool, just like Asian Horror is today! But my friends sure didn’t think so. A couple had to leave the room when it came on and one’s own mother forbid them to watch that part, she always fast forwarded it while telling us to close our eyes. I didn’t blame them. The parts where the elephant is made up of heads and the high pitched voices are singing, is completely and understandably frightening.
As I’ve said, it was the emotional turmoil that got to me…that and DUMBO as a clown, I swear that image just won’t go away! Oh well, I’ve come to realize that it’s really not so bad being traumatized, slightly enjoyable even.
That’s all for me, thanks for reading!