Snow White & the Seven Dwarfs (review)
So this chick, right, she breaks into these guys’ house, and, like, *cleans* it for them…
So this chick, right, she breaks into these guys’ house, and, like, *cleans* it for them…
I saw a rerelease of *Fantasia* in Radio City Music Hall when I was probably 6 or 7, and the ‘Night on Bald Mountain’ sequence scared the bejeezus out of me. It still does.
Damn! Mulan is thisclose to being not just a brilliant animated film, but a brilliant film, period. It has a dramatic story, a heroine who kicks butt, a villain who kicks butt, a square-jawed hero with a not-so-nice side, and some of the most sweepingly gorgeous visuals since Beauty and the Beast. But Mulan is dragged down by insipid songs that feel tacked on and silly, inappropriate sidekicks and secondary characters.
So, there’s, like, these two guys, and their TV gets stolen by, like, this total buttmunch.
An enjoyable 90 minutes, but it never approaches the so-beautiful-you-have-to-cry sequences that have become Disney’s trademark.