Now more than ever, the word privilege is an intensely polarizing entity in our collective consciousness; specifically, between a male and a female.
In the archetypical Disney context, what is seen as a woman’s privilege to be the central protagonist is, in reality, her plight — an illusion. The true privilege belongs to the anonymous male, typically a near-silent, handsome messiah who “rescues” our identifying damsel from certain doom and reaps the benefits.
Mercifully, Robert Stromberg’s magnificent Maleficent is so much more than a green-screened rehash of Sleeping Beauty — one of the most alarmingly archaic fables ingrained in our minds from infancy.
The most memorable characters from the Disney canon are always indisputably the larger-than-life (and usually female) villains. And now, the most childhood nightmare-inducing of them all gets a $200 million facelift.
To see one of the most powerful corporations in the world invest such exhaustive money and faith into such a decidedly feminist enterprise is certainly a small step in the right direction.
It is a film of many opposites. Hero and nemesis. Love and betrayal. Man and Woman.
And who better to personify the yin and the yang than Angelina Jolie? Her intimidating, charismatic sexuality has always been in sharp contrast to her unimpeachable humanitarian efforts. It’s an impressive balancing act to say the least.
Easily the most famous woman in the world, Jolie’s tremendous strengths as an actor are unfortunately overshadowed by her overwhelming fame and tabloid presence. After a near five-year absence from film, it’s very refreshing to see her exotic gaze once more.
Lavishly portraying the rise and fall of Maleficent, the strongest of the fairies, the narrative has myriad familiar features and wisely combines a prequel format that leads into the earlier version in surprising ways. Hailing from a parallel kingdom of radiant flora and enchanting supernatural fauna, the young Maleficent falls in love with a kindly human peasant boy only to face shattering betrayal.
Increasingly at odds with the human world, Maleficent’s nihilistic tendencies quickly manifest into the classic horns and thorns. Her stunning intrusion at the christening of the human princess Aurora — initiated by a slender, bull-headed silhouette — is spine-tingling.
Maleficent, while remaining utterly family-friendly, reconciles with the rather shocking Grimm original. The central plot point of sexually engaging the sleeping innocent — though so strangely digestible when we were children — is bravely inverted from being a depiction of true love to the source of all evil in the narrative.
Yes, a Disney film is pretty candidly addressing sexual assault. The solution to the curse may be a tad predictable, but this does not diminish the potent beauty of its powerful message.

The writhing debate of sexism is more prominent and personal than ever and is now being fought on all mediums. If this is a conversation you’re sick of having, picture what it’s like for the countless women who must endure these appalling facts on a daily basis.
Maleficent Trailer
All photos courtesy of Disney