special little prince
As someone who feels a deep well of shame inside themselves I found this movie hard to enjoy in its saccharine sincerity. When *that* cameo happened (not that one, the other one) and people in the theater clapped I wanted to crawl out of my skin, but I think that has to do more with me than with the film itself. I think if trauma and ironic disconnect hasn’t informed every facet of your being you will probably find something to love about this movie. But again, that’s a me thing and I’m currently in psychotherapy.