The best line in Lilo and Stitch is, “No! Don’t touch that! It’s from my blue period!”
Like not only is Lilo familiar with goddamn Picasso despite being maybe 8, but she’s made enough serious art of her own that she can divide it into similar periods.
Lilo is a goddamn prodigy. She is an eccentric genius on par with Tesla or Van Gogh.
Like those pictures she took were both dismissals of beauty standards (she mostly photographed fat people who were not conventionally attractive and she referred to them in awe as beautiful) and subversions of the dehumanization tourists subjected her to as a native Hawaiian (she photographed tourists like they were simply part of the landscape, just as they did to her).
This little girl understands art better than me.
Lilo was the hero of those movies and the show. She saved Stitch from Jumba and himself, she saved Jumba from himself, she helped save the planet, she helped save all the experiments, she helped Jumba and Pleakley find a loving home and be part of a family. Lilo had a perfect balance of “do no harm but take no shit.”
my friend said that whenever she has a bad feeling about her body/appearance, she asks herself “who profits off of this emotion?” and i really love how simple and incisive that is
this is such “i’m a writer” bullshit but sometimes the mcelroy brothers vernacular is such a good example of show not tell? like when justin said he’d “bury a bowie knife” in his family’s chests for some french onion soup it’s so much more evocative than “stab” or even “stab you in the chest with a knife.” i just think about that sometimes.
