The other day, the family got together after dinner to watch The Lion King again for the third time now.
I mentioned in a previous article how my Mom never remembers watching The Lion King, since it reminds her of the violent nature docuseries her father would force her to watch. But she’s working really hard to confront her demons, so what better way to start than to take a trip to the past?
It’s still a great film, and watching it again as an adult made me appreciate the rich storytelling Disney came up with and why it’s such a classic. Although I’ll admit, watching Scar manipulate poor Simba into giving up the throne was a little triggering for me. It’s one thing seeing Scar stab his family in the back as a child, where you don’t understand the nuances of what he’s doing and how damaging his actions are, and seeing it as an adult who does understand and you’re struggling with Complex PTSD. I know for Mom, Mufasa’s death scene was a little hard to watch, but she got through it. We both did.
The rest of the film was easier to watch. Damon thoroughly enjoyed the musical numbers with the opening scene featuring “The Circle of Life” being a particular favorite of his.
All in all, it was a fun family night with just the three of us. We’ll probably re-watch The Lion King again in a couple of years, but by then, we’ll probably be watching the new live-action remake.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, Mom does remember watching the movie with us. Progress. 👍🏽👍🏽