The Great Mouse Detective
Yesterday, while slowly dying from all the cedar pollen here in central Texas, I decided to take advantage of the fact that Netflix now has streaming rights to a bunch of Disney films, and watch a Disney movie that I haven’t seen in years.
Now, I haven’t watched The Great Mouse Detective since I was little, so I remembered very little of the movie.
It’s an entertaining movie, and certainly a fun little rendition of Holmes traditions.
From a feminism reading, it’s…ya know….not. The movie TECHNICALLY passes the Bechdel test, since Mrs. Judson and Olivia do speak briefly, but Mrs. Judson is hardly around at all.
The movie is basically a bunch of male characters running around doing cool things while Olivia follows after them being ridiculously adorable and snuggly. She’s a good enough character on her own, brave enough to find help when her father is kidnapped and all. I don’t want to hate on Olivia. But she sadly plays the role of “set up the conflict and needs to be rescued”.
Then there’s the pub scene. There’s ladies in that…singing a sexually seductive song to all the sailors and nothing else.
It’s not a feminist movie. There just not enough female characters in it.