Austen Miller

The 2025 Snow White remake is a joyless, self-important slog that takes a timeless fairytale and guts it in the name of “progress.” Whatever magic the original had was tossed out like trash to make room for a lecture nobody asked for. It’s less of a movie and more of a smug rebranding exercise aimed at fixing something that was never broken. Rachel Zegler, the new face of Snow White, delivers her performance with all the warmth and charm of a LinkedIn influencer. Instead of bringing grace or wonder to the role, she treats it like a punishment—rolling her eyes through scenes like she’s above it all. Her public comments bashing the original film bleed into the performance: she seems genuinely annoyed to be playing a character who once believed in love or magic. If you’re wondering what happens when an actor openly despises the source material—this is it. Disney’s attempt to modernize the story strips it of any whimsy, replacing dwarves with whatever unrecognizable substitutes they thought might avoid controversy, and turning the tale of growth and kindness into an awkward, preachy empowerment manifesto. It’s not empowering—it’s condescending. Instead of honoring what came before, the film tears it down, pats itself on the back, and expects applause. But all that’s left is a hollow shell of a classic, fronted by a lead who clearly wishes she were anywhere else.