Tinker Bell movies gave us a female-led world where romance was never the point. You slowly sink into this magical, colorful universe where women outnumber men. Terence’s film was cute but just the cherry on top.
I think ppl realized it but didn't take a step further to think about what that implied. Not only did it set him on a predetermined path he can't escape but also fucked his memories, sense of chronology and hence sense of self
Felt compelled to explain bc this edit is incredible