Hehe…I think I may still have the story I wrote somewhere back at my parents house, but I’m not sure where it is. It was a very short take on the story- basically from Snow’s point of view. She wakes up, sees the prince, and runs screaming because she is being kissed by a stranger. If I ever dig it up the next time I visit my parents, I’ll post it. 🙂
At the same time, there just doesn’t seem to be a chance of us really getting the gruesomeness some original fairy tales had. The chopping off of body parts and I’m pretty sure cannibalism (all those roasted human hearts and livers people wanted to eat) isn’t going to pass an 8pm network tv standard. Admittedly, I’m not all that broken up about that particular aspect.