Hello, hello, Malcolm Gladwell here. I have an important announcement. In this season of

revisionist history, I'm launching a massive frontal assault on the Walt Disney Company's

animated blockbuster, The Little Mermaid. I know what you're saying. Malcolm, what are

you doing? It's a children's classic. A young mermaid falls in love and finds her voice.

No, it's not a classic. It's a cinematic dumpster fire and we devote no fewer than three

episodes to explaining why. We got so carried away that we ended up putting together an all-star

team to make our own version of The Little Mermaid, featuring Ready, Dax Shepard, Brit Marling,

Jody Foster and Glenn Close. Here's an exclusive preview starting with our writer and narrator,

Brit Marling. We're trying to give the feeling of what is possible. And then we'll, you know,

I'd like to see whether we can create a ground swell, public ground swell among nine

year old girls in this country for a better version of The Little Mermaid. Are we telling

the real one? Yes, yes, yes. So with that, may I present The Little Mermaid 2.0, written

and narrated by Brit Marling. Ariel grabs onto a portal window. She hoist herself out

of the sea, scales the side of the ship toward the deck. The final bars of Canon Indie float

down from above as Ariel ascends. Do you, Prince Eric, take Ursula to have and to hold

in sickness and in health for as long as you both shall live? Ariel throws one leg over

the starboard railing. The guests, enraptured by the perfection of the bride and groom, don't

even notice her arrival. Eric looks deep into Ursula's eyes, hypnotized. I do. And do you,

Ursula, take Prince Eric. Ariel soaking wet, wreaths and seaweed,

red in the face, charges forward, leaps onto the stage, heads right for the couple to

be like a charging boom. The guests gasp at this invasion. A scorned woman comes to sabotage

the wedding to throw Eric's fiance overboard. Ariel burles forward, arms outstretched, and

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