My Little Pony: The Princess Promenade

In my eighteen years on this earth, I have been able to see many movies, some of them great, some of them terrible. Only one of them, however, has been able to move me to tears of exultation and utter, boundless joy. That movie, my friends, is My Little Pony: The Princess Promenade. The My Little Pony series has always been known for its cutting-edge approach to film-making as it tackles tough issues and offers a refreshing commentary on surprisingly deep subject matter. Princess Promenade goes even further than its wonderful predecessors. This movie is the second coming of Christ. It is an orgasm for the senses. It is the word "perfect," transformed into an animated, watchable form. It is love itself. It is like an evolved form of oxygen that is so much fresher than a typical breath of fresh air. If you don't see this movie, you have never experienced life or seen color or felt a single genuine, worthwhile emotion. Life begins and ends with my pony friends at the peerless Princess Promenade.

I was looking for a children's movie to watch with my 4 year old daughter, had no expectations whatsoever. It simply blew me away. The characters were captivating and the story compact, touching and sweet. I am not ashamed to say I loved this movie. This is the kind of show that should be in television in place of the overtly violent, grim-dark series they usually show. If this movie ever got to the silver screen I wouldn't hesitate to go see it again and again, with or without my daughter.

To all parents looking for light hearted and emotional adventure to share with your children, this is it.

I was watching my two nieces at their house and they insisted on watching this movie, which they apparently owned. I figured, hey, it will save me some trouble. So I go to play the movie and am shocked to find this is not just another typical children's movie, but a modern work of art.

Right from the beginning, I found myself drawn in by the unique and refreshing character designs. Not only did the jovial mise-en-scene create a strong sense of attachment, but the story was unlike anything I had ever seen. The twists, the character interactions, it was all so heart-warming and perfect. The end of the film was an emotional climax, and one of the few times I have ever cried to a movie.

Some people do not believe any one film can ever be perfect, but My Little Pony: The Princess Promenade would certainly be as close as anything can get. It saddens me that so many people have judged this book by its cover (or should I say, film by its box art!) and simply dismissed this as being another trivial cash-in in the crowded children's film market. These people are missing out on one of the greatest stories I have ever had the chance to witness. The film's dynamic appeal to young and old audiences alike is unique and welcome. If you are looking for a piece of cinematography which is an absolute joy, The Princess Promenade is for you.

Words cannot begin to convey how truly miraculous this movie is. Despite being a published author, anything I could possibly write would ultimately prove clumsy, insufficient and defamatory to this untainted 50 minutes of sheer genius. Never in all my years did I think I might come across a work of art so awe-inspiring that praise itself would become insulting; but I thank God that I have. Embark on a journey with some of the most convoluted and interesting characters the movie, nay the entire fiction industry has provided. People have been searching for the meaning of life since the dawn of Humanity, I daresay this movie provides just about the closest thing to an answer any of us could ever hope for. All I can say is that My Little Pony: The Princess Promenade will, in every sense of the word, astound generations to come – and that too sounds feebly slanderous.

There's a certain measure of beauty striven for by artists in this world, a dream of absolute aesthetic perfection heretofore thought unreachable by the flawed hand of humanity. This dream has just become reality. My Little Pony: The Princess Promenade has opened a doorway to a realm of staggering beauty, one that can't be explained away with simple words. To watch this film is an experience like no other. To quaff the heady brew of its majesty is to wrap yourself in a blanket of enlightenment. You don't just see its purity, you taste it. It fills you. I am not a religious man, but this film is as close to God as one can come in this wretched world of ours.

Any attempt at analysis of how the film achieves what it does is meaningless. One can certainly break it down into its component parts, though this yields more questions than answers. (1) A narrative of staggering force and clarity. (2) Simple yet elegant camera-work, comparable to the masterworks of Ozu, yet leagues beyond even his understated beauty. (3) A swirling palette of colors, always moving yet never extravagant. (4) A troupe of actors who will accept nothing less than to become these noble beasts, to cast off the shackles of their own human identities and, through their words, conjure a kind of concentrated beauty from the very aether around them. Yet this is nothing more than a simplification--a reduction of what is by definition vast and unknowable to a straightforward list of observable attributes. MLP:TPP is so much more than the sum of its parts, and must be felt to be believed.

That this film hasn't received more critical attention is a monumental tragedy. Though perhaps... perhaps the real tragedy is within ourselves. It may be that we are simply not ready to open our hearts, let the scales fall from our eyes, and embrace the only true beauty that really exists in this world: My Little Pony.