droosan wrote:Home on the Range is one of those movies that went through multiple massive changes of staff and story throughout its development -- emerging completely different in tone from what it had started-out to be (a phenomenon which has seemingly only become more common at many studios, in recent years). Still, the film has to be judged for what it 'is', rather than what it 'might've been' .. and it is a good deal of fun to watch. The cartoony drawing style allows for humorous expressions and over-the-top action. Buck the horse is a great supporting character, and Alameda Slim ranks pretty highly among Disney's 'silly' villains (up there with McLeach in The Rescuers Down Under, IMO). Plus, Slim's hypnotic yodeling tune features some insanely surreal imagery, evocative of "Pink Elephants on Parade".
Brother Bear was thread-bear, and Chicken Little, like its character, was the loud, shrill, hyperactive voice of PANIC.
But I'm convinced that half of the murderous baseball-bat clubbing of Home on the Range are psychological DNA-memory traces left over from the troubled 00's, when we were all in love with Lilo & Stitch, thought Treasure Planet "got what it deserved", and were furious at Disney for not
staying down, playing dead, and going bankrupt like after that like they were "supposed" to so they could put Chris Sanders in charge of the studio. (When Range came out, I never heard a single mention of the movie that wasn't in the same sentence as reporting that the studio had had a big flop with The Alamo the same month.
NOT. ONE.)
We're a little calmer these days, and it's not a bad movie--It may be a bit Stainton-gagged up, but it's far from the obnoxiousness of ToonStudios direct-videos: Like we didn't expect David Spade to be funny or sympathetic in Emperor's New Groove, or Sarah Silverman in Wreck-It Ralph,
nobody expected Roseanne to make a funny or likeable Disney character, but she did it.
The songs (and not just Slim's) are catchy, it's got a good sense of humor about itself, and yes, even Cuba Gooding Jr. isn't as painful as he is in his other films.
Jpcase wrote:my childhood Disney experiences include the likes of The AristoCats, Bedknobs & Broomsticks, Pete's Dragon, Herbie Goes Bananas .. that's where my bar of 'Disney mediocrity' was forged ..
I've never actually seen
Pete's Dragon or
Bedknobs & Broomsticks. I would consider myself a committed Disney fan, but there are some areas like that, where I've failed to keep up.
Bedknobs, which started out as a Walt project, feels like the last "classy" big-budget gasp of Bill Walsh & Robert L. Stevenson (although not
the last, which was "One of Our Dinosaurs is Missing")--It's not as Mary Poppins as it wants to be, but it sure knows how to try.
Pete's Dragon, OTOH, wants to be one of the "great Disney musicals", but hasn't the faintest idea how, and comes off as more of an Apple Dumpling Gang comedy with Helen Reddy songs.
That was '77, and anything after that (and after Walsh) was bankrupt mediocrity--The Ron Miller era officially ended in '82-'83, with Night Crossing considered the last "in-house" Disney movie (although Midnight Madness legendarily gets all the credit), Tron considered the last movie with a "Disney feel" and Never Cry Wolf and Something Wicked This Way Comes the first movies of the "new" regime.
As for "The last
good Ron Miller movie of the 70's", most pick Return From Witch Mountain or Black Hole out of nostalgia, which were both pretty bad, but somehow I always put the cutoff mark at "The North Ave. Irregulars": One of the last times their goofy 60's-sitcom humor actually seemed harmless.