Yeah, she does, I think.
In agreement. It's an okay movie and I watched it plenty as a kid, but it's lower-tier princess movie for me.
In a contradictory action to my feelings about it, though, I did dress up as her for Halloween once. My mom made my costume and I was a little red-headed caucasian Pocahontas. It made total sense. There are pictures. None of you will ever see them.
sadness
everything is wrapped in gray
i'm focusing on your image
can you hear me in the void?
I liked how the girl doesnt get the guy in the end for once. But that changed in Pocahontas 2 which while historically acurate is more cliche thematically. It also seems to have a pretty good animation budget compared to other sequels.
Pocahontas is the chiefs daughter, so I can see her as a "Princess". I cant say the same for Mulan though
Kefka's coming, look intimidating!
Have a nice day!!
Pocahontas 2 did look pretty well made given how a lot of the straight to video sequels animation took a backseat to their predecessor, mostly because their budget gets cut. Apart from Pocahontas falling for somebody else who wasn't the guy she liked in the first one, all I remember from that movie is the Indian escort who carved a stick or something for every white man he saw, and when he came across a black man he was all, "The smurf is this trout?" Poor guy didn't know what to do.
i watched this movie a while ago, but i didnt love it as much as i thought i would.
it also seemed alot shorter then i remember.
i have also watched the 2nd movie a hwile ago (i think they were both on tv) i didnt like the fact that the 'prince' got replaced by anothr 'prince'
There was a video game?
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
What was the point of the Pocahontas game?
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.