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DIRECTOR'S CUT: Therapist Reacts to KUNG FU PANDA 2 and 3 (Patreon)

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2023-04-03 15:05:11
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2023-06

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How do our relationships and upbringing define who we are?

Licensed therapist Jonathan Decker and filmmaker Alan Seawright are returning to the world of kung fu and noodles… with Kung Fu Panda 2 and 3! In this first part, they take a look at Po’s exploration of himself and his relationship with his goose dad, Ping. The trilogy is about Po expanding his identity and embracing himself, and his two dads play a big role in that. Jonathan shares the importance of destigmatizing adopted and blended families, and he discusses how biological and adopted parents both shape who you are. Alan reminds us to stop and appreciate the seamless writing of heartfelt emotion and Jack Black silliness. Skadoosh!

How do you overcome jealousy between loved ones? Why do we struggle to accept different perspectives?

Licensed therapist Jonathan Decker and filmmaker Alan Seawright continue reacting to Kung Fu Panda 2 and 3. They talk about Ping’s initial jealousy and struggle to accept Po’s panda dad, Li, and why parents often worry about losing their children’s love to other parental figures. Jonathan shares his own experience being a co-dad, which isn’t that different from Ping and Li. They also discuss the different perspectives and roles we play in each of our relationships. And Alan praises the Dreamworks VFX team - they crushed it! Skadoosh!

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Anonymous

At least this Bryan Cranston character admitted to lying, unlike a certain other one!

Emira Brightleaf

I love these extended directors cuts. They are just so lovely.

Anonymous

Hello beautiful CT team! Crowds Artist here! I can help answer questions about crowd simulations in animated (or live action) movies. - The crowds can really be everyone who is not the hero character in a shot. In this case, I am 90% sure it would be everyone except Po and his dads. - Cycle animators are the animators who will produce the animations we will use in crowds. For instance, they can give us walking cycles, clapping and cheering cycles, or really anything that we would need for any given situation which includes a crowd of characters. In this case, it was the "look left then right" cycle, as well as some "surprised yet incredulous" animations too. - Then, a crowd artist will integrate the animations into the crowd agent systems and will "program" a behavior for the different characters. - New agents are then placed in the scene to make a pretty composition, with a close collaboration with Heads of Animation, Head of Look, director(s), etc. After all, the role of any crowd in a movie is to support the story, so they need special attention too (especially in cases like this where they are the source of the joke). - When the crowds are placed, we can then refine certain character's animations and make them extra special, which serves the purpose of breaking any visible repetition and also finessing facial animations and gestures so that they can be extra unique and funny. Voila, you have a crowd! Oh also, to answer your question Alan, yes I'd love a raise which could match inflation but right now I'm honestly just thankful to have a job lol. Edit: HUM ALSO Thank you so much for this episode!! I may or may not have yelled a high-pitched excitement cry when I saw the email this morning ahhaha!

Anonymous

Adopted person from China here. Everything has always resonated with me to some capacity in some way or another, and this was a really good one that touched on a lot of different things that really felt moving! Thanks as always Team CT!

Anonymous

Such a beautiful episode! My sisters are adopted....older sisters/twins. They are from srilanka and we are....redheads so it's a bit of a contrast. But they have always been...not just sisters but like...other mothers. They're 11 years older than me, and there's another sister in between who is 8 years my senior. It was a different kind of situation because at the time srilanka I think had a civil war happening so they wanted as many children sent to safety as possible. Funnily enough my parents have always been pretty adamant that they would LOVE to meet my sisters birth parents. Mum saw their biological mum briefly...she didn't want to let them go but for their safety she decided she needed to. There is a lot more to this story but yeh. Our family is like a control experiment for nature vs nurture. All 4 of us are completely different from eachother. Mum said 'I got a bit cocky by baby number 4...then you did some other personality thing that I hadn't seen before and that knocked me down a peg or two'.

Amy Petty

Okay, so…weighty question: what does the child (especially the adult child), do when their adoptive family is, well…crap? I was adopted at about the age of 3, give or take – and this was back in 1979/1980, when the culture around adoption was significantly different than now. It was closed and so I never knew anything about my birth family except that they existed out there (although in my mid-20s I did gain access to my records and eventually contacted my biological relatives). My parents raised me with the knowledge that I was adopted. I would guess that they did that because at the age of 2/3, I obviously was able to recognize that these strange new people in my life were not my parents. So as far as I understand it, they led with that understanding and just informed me of what was happening. All I know today at the age of 46 is that I was raised with that awareness front and center, even though I have no memory of that starting point. I do vaguely remember referring to my parents by their given names and Dad instructing me to do otherwise, which I assume is just my dim recollection of adjusting to my new world. The thing is, my parents were awful at parenting. They had marital problems from quite literally the beginning of their marriage. To the point where they were staying in separate bedrooms and my mother was conducting an open affair by the time I was five or six, and which continued until I was about fourteen. They full on **hated** each other by the time I was seven years old. Most of my childhood is filled with the memory of them screaming at each other. I spent a huge chunk of that period of life either watching them go full-tilt, or hiding in my room. And the thing is, they were so caught up in how much they hated each other that they failed to take notice of the effect their relationship was having on me. I distinctly remember being nine or ten years old and **begging** my parents to get a divorce…and having them tell me, explicitly, that they were staying together for my benefit. The whole time I was living in that hellish environment, I was developing my own problems. I lived with so much anxiety that I basically coped by retreating into the safety of my own imagination…and never left. I spent my life as withdrawn from the world as I could possibly manage, which meant that I didn’t care the first thing about school, and I made zero effort to have friends. I responded to being bullied at school by retreating even further. By the time I was in my teens and going to high school, I had a reputation within the family for not giving a damn about anything and having no interest in engaging with people. But my parents utterly failed to understand that they were looking at a child with crippling anxiety and depression. They decided that I just gave no shits because I merely chose not to, and Dad in particular seemed to think he could beat me into caring. He defaulted to everything with violence. Bad grades at school got me the belt. A messy room got me the belt. A crying jag that he didn’t understand got me the belt. Retreating into my room to hide from him, from the fighting, to try to find some measure of peace via the only coping skill I had – the belt. I also remember all the times that my disinterest in engaging in school provoked my father into saying “You’re so smart, so why are you so stupid”, or, on the very rare occasion when I managed a passing grade in a class, which did happen sometimes albeit not often, he would inform me that the only reason I’d passed is because that teacher was trying to get me out of their class so they never had to deal with me again. The whole time this was going on, of course I always had questions about my birth family and where I came from, and when Mom wasn’t caught up in her own crap, she was rolling in her own insecurity over my curiosities. I can understand her fears in that regard, but even so I can’t abide her response. She made it a point to tell me over and over again that I shouldn’t **be** curious about my birth mother, because that woman clearly had not wanted me, had abandoned me. Which is funny. I recall an early childhood point where I was told that my birth mother had placed me for adoption to do what she felt was best for me because she couldn’t raise me herself. But within a few years, I was being told she hadn’t wanted me and had abandoned me. I can track the change in that narrative with my adoptive Mom’s insecurities, for sure. But Mom never actually made a real effort. While Dad was being his own abusive self, Mom spent my childhood teaching me to be afraid. She loved the fact that I pretty much stayed home and never had friends, either at home, or school, or anywhere else, because she lived her life in fear of my being kidnapped. The few times in my life that I did want to do something, it was denied to me because Mom lived with constant paranoia. I wasn’t allowed to learn to ride a bike because she was afraid I’d break my face. I didn’t learn to swim because she was afraid I’d drown. Didn’t learn to skate, same reason. I couldn’t go on school field trips because of her kidnapping fears. I wasn’t allowed to attend a concert that was held in my school gym because Mom thought I’d be kidnapped from the crowd. And so on. And never once, in all that time, did either of my parents ever stop to consider that maybe the things that were wrong with me had to do with them. This is what I struggle with today. I am a living, breathing example of the fact that adoption doesn’t always go right. My parents sucked as badly as many birth families do and the fact that they adopted me didn’t mean a damn thing as far as their own capacity to actually **be** decent parents. I have a lot of baggage in my life now, in my mid-40s, and one question I will never be able to have the answer to is whether I would not have been better off if I had been raised by my birth family.

Anonymous

I don't have adoptive parents but I do have a mentor. When I didn't have a dad growing up he was the one to step in and teach me to be a man. Can you guys please please please do treasure planet. Also I met the matte painter for all three kung fu panda movies. He attended the same college as I did for digital media.

Amy Petty
>>105642598

Seconding this! I really don't understand why Treasure Planet gets a bad rap. I LOVE that story and the relationship between Jim and Silver. (I also got such a huge kick out of the relationship between Captain Amelia and Arrow, before the latter's untimely demise). GREAT MOVIE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE do a director's cut on that one!

Anonymous
>>105641197

Hey Amy, thanks for sharing your story and just leaving this message to give you an internet hug.. It must've been so hard for the younger you to figure things out and understand there's something wrong from the outside (not inside). I hope you are having a happier life now❤️

Anonymous

My little sister was adopted. She was told from a young age. Amusingly enough, her biological mom had the same first name I do. So at the age of two when talking about her bio mom, she turned to me and said, "mom?" I was 14. LOL, clearly not her mom, but the family turned it into a funny story about her origins. We didn't know her mother very well, but knew there would be a time when she needed her bio family, whether for understanding herself or her family's health history or something else. So, it was never a secret in our house. She did end up connecting with her biological sister in her early 20's. My sister's life had gone so very different than that of her younger biological siblings. She tried to connect with them, but, ultimately, she decided to cut ties with some of them due to some unhealthy habits she did not want to learn from them. Nothing changed in our family. But she got a chance to learn about her origins and decide for herself how to connect or distance from them as she chose to.

Anonymous

totally not the topic, but may I just say that I love Stanley Tucci's and Patricia Clarkson's parenting style in Easy A... and I love all of the "who told you?" scene... thumbs up for whomever edited this one! :)

Anonymous

Interestingly, Jane's father was a vicar, so she probably had experiences both good and bad with his colleagues.

Anonymous

When you avoid watching this because you know it's gonna make you see the flaws in your own coparenting..... 🙄

Anonymous

I honestly didn't like the third movie as much, but the more I see people pointing out the story, the lessons and the humor, the more I enjoy it