Spoiler alert: Don't read this if you don't want to know.
It should have been much darker.
But the truth runs so close to the surface of this movie
you can almost see the version that should have been made.
Maleficent is a powerful faerie. She lives in an idyllic world and loves a young human man whom she trusts.
One day he sees a chance to gain worldly power and steals her wings.
Maleficent's grief is unbearable.
She withdraws from the world and vows revenge.
The young man becomes king and has a daughter.
On her christening day while the other faeries are blessing her with beauty and happiness the dark side of the Goddess, oops, I mean Maleficent , turns up and curses her.
But 16 years is a long time, (maybe 5,000 years in our time),and as the princess approaches her birthday, Maleficent realizes her mistake in cursing all women, oops, I mean the princess, whom she loves.
She tries to undo the curse but of course she can't and the girl pricks her finger on a spinning wheel and will sleep forever unless she is awoken by the kiss of her true love.
The handsome prince rides up and kisses her but she doesn't awake.
It isn't until Maleficent speaks of her own love for her daughters, oops, I mean the princess, and kisses her, that the princess awakes and the battle to defeat the evil king, who is by this time quite mad takes place.
I don't like fantasy as a rule, and I really don't like cutesy wootsey Hollywood muppetty creatures unless they are in an actual Muppet movie.
But this is a Hollywood movie and it was made primarily for the kiddie market, so I guess you have to accept that part of it.
Because really, the underlying message, sent chills up my spine.