Beauty and the Beast has been my favorite Disney movie for forever (or since 1991, when it was released). I definitely felt an immediate connection with brown-haired bookworm/outcast Belle (for reasons that should be pretty obvious), but I also felt an immediate affinity for her leading man, Beast.
When we first met, he was quite the grumpy cur. Although he had his servants around, he'd been living far too long without true companionship. I'm pretty sure he'd also given up on ever finding love, on ever returning to his former human life. He wallowed in the curse; he lost himself in the beast. He incited a bit of pity in me, but there was also hope.
Some of his douchey nature—the issues that got him in the whole mess in the first place—still lingered, too. He was brutish and pushy, even when he so badly wanted to be nice. But the possibilities were there. It was easy to see that he wanted to be better, for more reasons than to just rid himself of the curse.
In the end, he turned into a sweet creature who just wanted to make someone else happy. He wavered a bit, mind you, but he proved to Belle, to us, and to himself that he was actually selfless and loving. Who doesn't want that in a significant other?
Plus, his library. Need I say more?
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