So, I have all these VHS’s and it’s Diadeloso. What do you think I did today? That’s right, I watched Pinocchio. I was pretty amazed at some of the stuff in here that I just didn’t pick up on in my innocence.

For instance: Jiminy Cricket tells Pinocchio that “[your conscience is] that still, small voice that people don’t listen to,” the whole thing is set in Germany and Pinocchio totally wears Lederhosen, Pinocchio is introduced to the female sex for the first time on Stromboli’s stage when 3 puppets (one dutch, one french, and one russian) flirt with him, and not only do the boys sent to pleasure island smoke, drink alcohol, gamble, and break stained glass (oh the horror!), they turn into “jackasses” (yes, that term is in the movie, several times).

No, I’m not one of those people that thinks you shouldn’t say “dang it” or “crap,” but goodness, this is not exactly rated G. That’s all I have to say. I actually really like the movie, and my kids will watch it some day. I will just have to pause to make a note to them about what that is and how it’s a real word and some people are offended by it so that they don’t repeat it later at school…

Needless to say, my eyes were opened upon re-watching this at some of the queerness that is Disney.

Pinocchio smokes, drinks, and gambles… Also, notice the creepy donkey carving staring at him from the top of the chair…