Now let me be clear about something, I am not the most emotional person known to mankind. I shy away from movies that feel that heavy, I steer more towards action and science fiction. You’ll never catch me curled up on the couch watching The Notebook with a glass of wine. I’m just not that kind of gal.
That being said, as I sat with my daughter in my lap in the theaters of the Wonder Woman movie, a strange feeling came over me. An unexpected feeling I really still cannot describe, it gave me the chills. I was fighting back tears. These weren’t tears of sadness though. Nope, I was fighting back tears, feeling quite ridiculous, during the fight scenes of this movie. The scenes that I typically live for.
My five year old was fixated in awe at this strong, commanding woman while she clutched her Wonder Woman action figure tightly. She whispered in my ear, “I think Wonder Woman is the strongest ever.” I softly replied, “she is baby, isn’t she wonderful?”
I began looking around at all the other little Wonder Woman’s dressed in their hero’s costume gazing with their full hearts of joy and admiration. Then the scene of no man’s land begun. Aloof or perhaps unaware to the shock of men around her that desired to protect her and couldn’t imagine a woman wishing to be within the heart of the battle. When Diana enters into the heart of the battle alone, taking all of the gunfire without hesitation, she just commands so much power in that scene, charging towards enemy forces. She fought every stereotype that women can’t be heroic, selfless, strong, fearless and commanding. It wasn’t pretty, it wasn’t dainty or sexy, it was everything it needed to be. It was powerful. Goosebumps shot up my body as tears welled up in my eyes.
When I think back to my personal hero’s as a young girl, I don’t think I can even remember one. That isn’t to say there haven’t been many, many that should have been but there’s something magical about a mythical hero such as Diana Prince.
She didn’t “run like a girl” or “hit like a girl” like many of us were taught. She was selfless but not egotistic, just matter of fact.
Perhaps, my daughter and many others will grow up believing that we aren’t such fickle, modest and weak creatures. I’d love to see that day.
I realized that this woman is exactly what we all needed, like a sigh of relief…finally!
Finally, there’s a character that portrays women fairly amongst all other superheros.
If you think superheros are just not that important to children, think again. Ask any child that wishes to be a firefighter or a police officer, what it is that their chosen profession entails. What they’ll describe to you is a gripping tale of fighting bad guys and saving innocents, much like what they see in the movies with their heroes. It matters.
So thank you Gal Gadot for being the woman we all needed to see. For being a part of a movie that little girls can truly relate to. When my daughter runs around the yard with her shield and sword fighting invisible bad guys instead of dressing up dollies, I know you had a little part of that.
On a side note:
What makes Gal Gadot such an amazing fit for this role also comes from her own combat experience. She was a combat instructor in the Israeli army. She also studied at law school and is a mother of two daughters. Not to mention her grandparents are Holocaust survivors, which if you watch the movie, is also relevant to her character. Now how much do you love her more? You go girl, you really are Wonder Woman!