I just watched the movie Enchanted with my husband (whose birthday is today) and my eight-year-old daughter. God I love that movie. Every time I watch it, I find myself floating along my kitchen floor like the fictitious Giselle, singing about love with a smile in my heart. If there's one thing I believe in, like a Disney princess or a wide-eyed child, it's love.

How strange that the Jedi should eschew the most powerful force of all.

The scene on the transport in AOTC between Padme and Anakin where the not-yet-lovers discuss compassion and love is so telling of all that is wrong with the Jedi. How silly of the Order, how foolish, to think they could control something so powerful! The Jedi were no better than the Sith, thinking they could control the Force. No one can control these intangibles. No one.

Perhaps this is why I've never been a huge fan of Princess Leia (sorry folks). There she is. A princess. Beautiful. Kindly imploring General Kenobi...telling him he's her only hope. Then we meet her, and she's just so cynical, so quick-tempered, nothing like...well....the princesses I grew up with.

I suppose Enchanted's Giselle isn't what I grew up with, either. She's better. Giselle believed in the power of love so strongly that she allowed it to take her where she found her prince, even though it was contrary to what she'd known all her life, and in the end, Love gave her the power to save her prince. She trusted completely. Seems the Jedi missed the point. They trusted nothing completely but themselves, and they missed the true power of the Force.

Thanks, Darth_Hiram! I read your blog entry and then watched this film, and before I knew it, I was thinking of Jedi...Enchanted.