My favorite film of all time. (Rewatching as a comfort movie because I’m sick as hell) With a movie like this, everything that can be said has already been said. The music, the story, the animation, the beautiful voice acting. It’s purely iconic. I guess I’ll just share what it means to me.
I love this movie because it has affected me the same way in every new part of my life. The death of Mufasa has affected me the same for as long as I can remember. My father was my first best friend. Seeing this movie as a baby made me cry because the thought of losing my father was devastating to me. When I was a toddler, the same thing, when I was a teenager same thing. Even when I was in the Navy, I saw this movie and seeing Mufasa die still hurt, because I had not seen my father in such a long time. Then as I transitioned back to civilian life and spent time with my father as an adult, I still balled hard at seeing Mufasa kick the bucket, because Simba was never going to experience what I was experiencing.
Now my father is gone, and I’m now a father myself. And you guessed it, Mufasa’s death hits hard still. It’s so crazy that my whole life I have identified with Simba, even after the birth of my son. To have my son resonate more with Simba, is such a mind-boggling thing for me… I am the Mufasa in his life. That perspective makes me see The Lion King through a different lens now, and it STILL makes me cry for double the obvious reasons.
This is my favorite movie of all time, and I will rewatch this as many times as I care to, and I probably will cry every time.
🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟
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