Forget much of what you learned as a child about Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. That story was written to provide yet another avenue for a woman to be rescued by a fair prince. It’s up there with all the other stories I disliked and Disney branded as the perfect little girl’s tale.
Even at a young age I realised how silly the stories were. Who would choose to marry someone because they brought a shoe that fit their foot or because they kissed and woke them from a deep slumber? All the princesses were subservient to men. They dressed in fancy dresses, were helpless and were destined to serve their males.
Snow White and the Huntsman delivers more of a realistic tale—as fantasy films go. Snow White doesn’t do it alone, but neither is she a helpless maiden who keeps house for dwarves. This Snow White can actually sword fight and leads an army to reclaim what is rightfully hers: her castle.
While I watched this film, I couldn’t help but compare it to the old tale of long ago. I wondered how the wicked step-mother would take control of the castle and what the huntsman would do to deliver Snow White to freedom.