Stardust

I recall barely anything from when Stardust came out.

Other than a faint impression I wanted to see it, it slipped away quietly with little to no fanfare. Few commercials marking it’s theater run. None that I can recall marking it’s DVD release. And, little to no critical acclaim.

A few weeks ago, however, I saw it was running, and set the DVR to record it.

This weekend, Kyle and I sat up late watching.

Not knowing what to expect, it was a pleasant surprise to find such a wonderful tale done in the lighthearted spirit of The Princess Bride.

The whole gamut of characters is well cast, and well performed.

What stands out best for me, however, was the witches.

These are the kinds of witches written of through the ages. Not corrupted by the more modern visions of crystal balls and green faced hags. These witches divine their magic through the entrails of animals, casting of runes, and voodoo dolls, for the use of spells has it’s price. And, at the end of the road, those witches are not all spells and magic, either. They can kick some ass in their own right.

Kyle has been, frankly, discouraged, by the whole idea of going the witch direction next year.

Thinking in his mind of the Wicked Witch of the West, and the fear I’ld dress him up all girly.

Once Stardust ended, however, he looked at me. “We GOT to do witches.”

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