I submit the intro for Hunchback of Notre Dame beats Circle of Life raw.
Especially since the former doesn’t have flocks of pink birds that immediately make me think, “Sure, Disney, you weren’t influenced at all by Osamu Tezuka. Tell us another one.”
This movie was surprisingly hardcore for a Disney retelling of Victor Hugo’s really screwed up story.
It also did a ton of great stuff with God and religion and Catholicism that somehow managed to still be about people and not bring “Why Religion Sucks” into the whole thing, which is aces.
One thing that surprises me is how well the animation has aged. Strangely enough, it looked weird at the time; we weren’t really used to traditional animation blended with computer backgrounds. But now that pretty much everything is computer animated, you can really appreciate how effin’ gorgeous the Cathedral backgrounds are.
Also, God Help the Outcasts is the most honest song featured in a Disney movie. “Honest” meaning it doesn’t feel manufactured specifically to be played in a suburbanite van ferrying kids to McDonalds. It’s raw, open, and genuine.
(Needless to say, there is nothing suburban about Hellfire, ho ho ho. Will we ever again see a Disney villain essentially sing, “Help me Mary, I have an unholy erection?”)
I grew up on flowery and heartwarming Disney stories, I had all the classics from before I was born. I was five when The Lion King came out and I remember it like it was yesterday ;;u;;
Then The Hunchback of Notre Dame came out when I was 7, and it sucker-punched me into the middle of next week with its dark themes and Disney’s increasing usage of cgi. And I bloody loved it just as much as any other Disney film before and after it *u*
Okay, this just deserves reblogging. Probably one of the more overlooked films, but I will have to say its one of my favorites. Frollo is probably one of the most raw villains I’ve seen in a Disney movie. That song Hellfire haunted me for weeks with its imagery, not just the words. It is one of those that still makes me tear up at certain parts. So good. 🙂
in Philippine folklore, Urduja was a warrior princess, who lead an army of men and women. The captain of her own fleet, She was said to be unrivaled in strength and beauty.
today there was a “flash mob” set up by the seniors because it was their second to last day so they blasted the macarena over the loud speaker and did the dance in the main lobby but our headmaster knew about it so it wasn’t even funny but whilst walking past the elevator i found out why they really did this so called “flash mob”
Twitter has a 140 character limit, yet I still found a way to tell one of the longest and most obnoxious knock-knock jokes of all time within a single tweet.
I am more proud of this accomplishment than any human right has the right to be.
The dads are evolving
They have learned our technology, they control our communication
Is it possible to tell time, by having a window sectioned into different pieces of colored glass, and as the sun travels, the light passes through the different sections so someone could accurately tell time based on what portion of colored glass was illuminated/what color a room was that the light was passing in to?
like i figure you could do it with enough observation and math to have 12 different windows of different colored glass arranged in a circle (?), and as the sun travels it hits the different windows?
Neighbor’s Cat Comes to See His Dream Girl Almost Every Day For Two Years
A fluffy cat has found herself a feline admirer. Ever since her neighbor’s cat saw her one day, he has been her biggest fan, following her everywhere she goes and even comes over to see her.
I’m in my mid-twenties, and honestly get so much hate over being childfree that I’ve started telling people I have an adopted daughter when they ask about my kids. I just conveniently leave out the fact that my adopted daughter is, in fact, a 40-pound sheep, one of roughly two dozen that live in my back yard.
It isn’t even a lie, I raised that lamb on a bottle from the day she was born, as far as she’s concerned I’m her mom. And as long as I’m vague enough, the problems of dealing with sheep sound totally believable as human toddler parenting problems. “Oh yeah, my daughter’s two, she always puts everything in her mouth.” “Ugh, my daughter is always climbing on stuff, I swear she’s part mountain goat!”
I live for seeing how long I can keep it up before someone asks to see a picture of my little darling. “Sure!” I say, “Here she is! Isn’t she adorable?” then relish the horrified confusion when they see this tiny little brown sheep like:
It’s the best thing. It’s my favorite thing I’ve ever done, next to raising sheep in the first place.
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