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The only bell *Wagon Train* rings for me is its role in the story of how Gene Roddenberry first pitched *Star Trek* to NBC — he now famously said that it would be “*Wagon Train* to the stars.” Which I never quite understood.
If director Baz Luhrmann had decided to shoot in black-and-white, you’d hardly be able to tell this wasn’t made around 1939 or so. Sure, all those gorgeous helicopter shots of the wild and dangerous and beautiful Outback would be a dead giveaway, so they’d have to go. But otherwise…
The thing about a series like *Doctor Who* — more so in the classic series, less so with the current one, but still true — is that what makes what is essential a children’s show appeal to adults is the subtext.
I figured I was probably overthinking this, and should trust that it would all make sense, but I couldn’t help it. I knew that Bolt was about a dog who believes he has superpowers and actually fights crime alongside his beloved person, but he’s wrong because he’s just the canine star of a hit TV action show. I thought, How can a dog look at a green screen and see something that’s not there?
I spent hours this afternoon going through the new *Doctor Who Series 4* DVD set, and I barely even scratched the surface. And still: I think I might have to go lie down for a while. I’ve gotten a bit overexcited, a bit overwhelmed. There’s so much stuff in it, so much beyond just the episodes, that my fangirl gland is overheating.
Wall-E is practically religion. It’s spiritual in the secular sense, asking us to contemplate the great things we are capable of, and how we so frequently fail to even try to live up to that potential.
If little girls are perfectly capable of enjoying the adventures of Harry Potter, little boys should be capable to enjoying the adventures of Kit Kittredge…
Oh my god: the silly, it burns. It burns!
Three ordinary, modern-day, working-class veggies are dragged back in time, where they are mistaken for pirate-esque heroes who have to help a pretty green princess do something or other on the high seas.
The sweet silliness of the collective Disney animated fairy-tale landscape meets the rough reality of Noo Yawk. Why didn’t someone think of this sooner and pull it off as perfectly as Enchanted does?
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