Se per caso siete in grado di vedere il canale BOOMERANG, potreste imbattervi in questo film d'animazione realizzato negli anni 90 dalla WB.
Rover è un pigro cagnone che ha sempre vissuto a Las Vegas, ma un giorno si ritrova disperso in campagna, a causa del manesco fidanzato della padrona. Il caso vuole che Rover s'imbatta in una famiglia di contadini che ,seppur con qualche perplessità, deciderà di accoglierlo; sulle prime Rover non riesce ad adattarsi alla vita di campagna, ma in suo aiuto accorrerà Daisy, una bellissima collie di cui il nostro eroe finirà per innamorarsi. Dopo una lunga serie di vicissitudini, Rover riuscirà a tornare a Las Vegas ma alla fine capirà che il suo posto é al fianco di Daisy, con la quale si ricongiungerà alla fine del film.
Rover Dangerfield (c) Warner Bros
Oh, Elsa. What are we going to do with you.
Frozen is purportedly set in the 1830's-40's, but I've been obsessed with finding a style that could marry her coronation gown with her ice gown more seamlessly; the open robes you see during the Regency era, including those being worn by Scandinavian royalty at the time, seemed a particularly apt analog for her... weird underarm-cape. Thing. You also see her mom wearing something very similar for something like ten years, so it's not a huge stretch to think it could be a popular look in Arendelle. THAT'S MY EXCUSE.
I initially designed this for her coronation, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to explore how that same silhouette might work with her ice gown as well. Someday, theoretically, I would love to do a more literally iced-up version of her gown, but I figured the alternate colour way would be a nice middle ground to strike. You can see the other version HERE:
“Ser Sweetrobin,” Lord Robert said, and Alayne knew that she dare not wait for Mya to return. She helped the boy dismount, and hand in hand they walked out onto the bare stone saddle, their cloaks snapping and flapping behind them. All around was empty air and sky, the ground falling away sharply to either side. There was ice underfoot, and broken stones just waiting to turn an ankle, and the wind was howling fiercely. It sounds like a wolf, thought Sansa. A ghost wolf, big as mountains.
This painting illustrates Sansa’s descent from the Eyrie, and the specific moment where she and Sweetrobin display remarkable courage in making it across the narrow icy strip together. As the strong winds blow, Sansa thinks they sound like a ghost wolf, and this could offer provocative foreshadowing on the role her true identity and Northern ties will play in the upcoming novels.
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