The Guardian has an excellent long piece by Dorian Lynskey on the phenomenon that is Frozen. If you have young children, especially but not necessarily daughters, you'll recognize instantly the obsession that Lynskey is describing:
Frozen-mania bypasses logic. It's a compulsion. Friends have told me about their daughters playing the soundtrack on a loop, reliving the movie as they go; watching the DVD at least once a day; turning each bedtime into a climb up "the north mountain"; renaming their old toys Anna, Elsa and Olaf; loving it so much that they'll even watch a dodgy download in Cantonese because they know the words anyway. One mother said there should be a support group, Frozen Anonymous.
Watching all this unfold in my household over the last few months, I have had a distinct sense of deja vu: Frozen seems to be to Beatrice what Star Wars (the original 1977 movie and its two sequels) was to me. Lysnkey makes the same comparison in passing, and perhaps it's too soon to be emphatic about it, but the parallels are certainly there. It has been widely reported, for instance, that Disney did not anticipate Frozen being such a phenomenon and, as a result, has so far failed fully to capitalize on the market for Frozen-related merchandise. Perhaps they should offer an Early Bird Certificate Package.
We're always being told of course, that [Movie Title Here] is the new Star Wars. But maybe for once that claim is justified.