Here is why this film matters: I saw this movie yesterday in Atlanta. The entire theatre was packed to the gills (forgive me) with little black girls, dressed to the nines in their undersea finest. Little black girls holding their prized mermaid dolls that looked just like THEM as they sat excitedly in their seats waiting for the movie to start. And when Halle showed up screen for the first time, and all those little black girls cheered with excitement at sighting THEIR Ariel, my melanin-lacking ass shed more than a couple tears.
REPRESENTATION MATTERS, and I dare anyone to sit in that fucking theater surrounded by little black girls and tell me otherwise.