Let me set the scene for you: it's the early 19th century. You see a carraige pull up to an old medieval castle in the countryside of France and the two gentlemen you see exiting the carraige and ascending the stairs are the Grimm Brothers. They've come to speak with the elderly grand dame that lives there about a folktale they are trying to write, called "Cinderella". The lady, it just so happens, believes she knows the real account about the girl the story is based after, and as proof, she shoes them the real glass slipper. Suddenly you are wisked off into the 16th century during the French Renaissance era; a breathtaking musical score plays and your eyes behold the beautiful, enchanting French countryside.
There are no fairy tales, no singing, no falling love at first sight, no childish themes, there is no wishy-washy static prince, no fairy godmother, no magic, and above all, no submissive damsel in distress. What you get is a historically accurate version of the Cinderella story, made so realistic and done with so much research behind it that it's entirely possible that many of these people, and their characteristics as depicted in the film, actually existed. It is not the storybook fantasy your 4 year old reads; it is a simply beautiful retelling of a classic story that has been lost in translation and adaptations over the the centuries. The heroine is a strong, intelligent, and fiesty, yet compassionate female lead who doesn't need a man to save her or to find happiness. The prince is his own character too, dealing with rebellion, fighting against the fate he is doomed to suffocate under, and yet as the story goes on, he becomes more and more her equal and worthy of her friendship, and later, love.
THIS is the story we should've been telling our children all along: one of strength under immense pressure, one of hope in spite of horrific odds, and one of forgiveness in spite of grave wrongdoing. THIS is the story we must tell each other, for it is THIS story with which we can change the world.