The Last Unicorn
November 7, 2015, 11:00 am
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Do me a favor.

Go google the plot to The Last Unicorn, then come back here and read this.

I want to talk about The Last Unicorn.

It’s my favorite movie. (It’s also an amazing novel)


right here

is what I love about this movie:

The unicorn is brave.

She could have stayed in her forest. She wasn’t being hunted or threatened. She could have lived forever as the last of her kind, but instead she sought answers. She stepped out of the forest and onto “man’s road” and went looking for her own destiny.

The unicorn is brave.

When she discovers where all of the unicorns have gone–into the sea, driven by the beastly Red Bull–she immediately, sets off to find this Red Bull.

She has no plan.

For all we know she’s going to just go ask for the unicorns back. For all we know she’s going to her own capture; to her death.

But she goes.

The unicorn is brave.

When she first encounters The Bull, she is turned into a human. She is turned into the lady Amalthea. The bull, immediately wants nothing to do with her. He leaves her be.

She, as a human, continues on to the castle where the beast is being held. She lives within this castle. She lives with The Beast. She lives with her greatest fear. She is weak in this new form. “I can feel this body dying all around me,” she exclaims when she is transformed to a mortal. She cannot sleep; she is plagued by an empty feeling.

She is not herself.

And yet she still searches for a way into the Red Bull’s lair.

The unicorn is brave.

When she finally confronts The Bull as a woman, she cannot stand up to him. She trips, hurts her ankle. She is suddenly aware that there was no plan all along.

But then something amazing happens.

She turns back into a unicorn. 

And do you know what she does, dear readers?

Do you know what she does while in her true form?

She fights back.

She drives the Red Bull deep into the sea and releases the world’s unicorns.

The unicorn is brave.

While denying who she really was, she accepted the enemy. She lived with her fear. She had no hold over him. But once she assumed her correct identity, she drew strength. She said, “I’ve had enough of this!” and drove her fear into the sea.

What could you do if you accepted who you really were?

Could you drive your deepest fear into the sea?

You could be brave. 


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