A disease-causing tale The scariest cartoon of my childhood. I watched him at the age of 8-9 and with the tenth mind I understood that turning into a bird is not a transformation, it is, like, the death of my mother, such a beautiful poetic image.
But if you think about it, for a child, the death of a mother, under whatever sauce it is served, is always a disaster, and in this cartoon - it is frankly monstrous, unbearable, crazy nightmare. Here she seems to be alive and beautiful, and the children bring her water, hoping that she will get drunk and become a mother again from the bird, but no, Mom is actually already dead, no matter how much you run, you will not catch up and you will not return. This feeling of complete powerlessness, irrevocable doom, aimed at the closest person in life, not every adult will survive without consequences, and then, as a child, this cartoon caused a real mental trauma, planted in the soul the fear of unexpected death of loved ones, from which I got rid of a good half of my life. Yes, the children were inattentive, yes, they played and did not hear the mother’s voice weak from the disease in time, but punishing them for this with the death of their mother is absolutely inhuman (in disproportionate proportion to the crime).
Yes, now I fully understand that the people who wrote the fairy tale lived in completely different conditions, in which mistakes were much more expensive. Yes, their attitude to life and death was quite different, in general, their entire way of life had little in common with the modern one, and perhaps in the oral retelling this story is generally perceived differently. But I was watching it, and I understood it on the basis of my own little life experience, obtained in conditions as remote as possible from the primitive. Maybe I was too impressionable or watched it, being in some particularly vulnerable state, now it is impossible to say, but the fact remains that for an unprepared child psyche, the cartoon is frankly dangerous, so I strongly advise not to show it to children. Well, adults decide for themselves, according to their taste and color. . .