My daughter doesn't like movies. The accumulation of adversity and being scared for the protagonist is too much for her. We're working on conquering her fears. She gets afraid on our walks by the lake because ... She can't say why. It's the fear of the unknown, fear of monsters, fear of her own anger. But we're walking around the lake and she's gradually getting to know it more and more. Raya and the Last Dragon is an fascinating movie. I think it's amazing that there are so many female heroine. I was trying to think of the first movies I could think of. My parents took me to Murder on the Oriental Express , obviously to save money on a sitter, probably cheaper for a ticket. And I was a good little boy who just sat there. My kids would make such a fuss if they were not getting something developmentally appropriate--and I guess that's good. Maybe the movie was The Sting. I don't know I can't find a version that isn't 1937. My sons watched mo...