Yup, it’s official, I’m a fifteen-year-old girl. I didn’t go in expecting to like “Beastly”, but somewhere, roughly halfway through, I came to a startling realization: holy shit, I like “Beastly”. This is a movie that stars an Olsen twin, doesn’t teach you anything, and was designed to appeal to tweens on some sort of instinctual level. You can almost hear Neal Patrick Harris scream, “why am I in this movie? I have a legitimate career again!” I am not the target audience, I look like a homeless logger, but still, “Beastly” appealed to something hidden deep down inside of me. I’m not proud of this fact, but neither am I too proud to admit the truth.