I think what triggered my reply was not some personal sentiment, but the implication by some commenters that this movie was somehow "unsuitable for children".
I do not need to know someone personally to absolutely loathe a statement like that. It fits in with this overprotective parenting culture that is turning an entire generation into a bunch of cissies (and I don't mean their sexual orientation). Playing outside is too dangerous, Spongebob Squarepants is homosexual propaganda, and now Bambi is a brutal horror movie that "scars children for life".
I watched Bambi when I was seven years old, it was the first movie me and my dad ever went to see in the cinema. It was beautiful, heartwarming, moving, but most of all I understood this movie was basically explaining everything a child should know about all the aspects of a natural life: birth, growing up, having to learn to stand on your own two feet, dealing with a loss, falling in love, and finally, becoming a parent yourself.
There is a difference between a personal emotion, like yours (and wich I fully respect, even though I hate to think what would happen to you if an actual person, someone close to you died, if you can't even handle a drawing that stops moving), and the call to ban this beautiful piece of art for the under-twelves.
I wasn't scarred by Bambi. Watched it when I was seven. First time I went to the cinema with my dad. We laughed together at the clumsy iceskating scene, and he comforted me when Bambis mother got shot. He's a big tough guy, my dad, but watching Bambi together, he showed he could also be loving, caring, sensitive. Anyone wanting to take memories like that away from children in future should grow a pair, and shut the duck up.
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