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Saving Mr. Banks Review (Spoiler Alert)
Well let’s start off by saying this is a good film but there are a lot of flaws in it. Most of it has to do with historical inaccuracies.
But let’s talk about the film itself. P.L. Travers refuses to let Walt Disney “ruin” her book, but then it comes off to a happy ending, no shit. Good morning everyone.
Saving Mr. Banks is a dramatization of how the Walt Disney Company made the all famous “Mary Poppins” and they did it with the books writer, P.L. Travers. Emma Thompson plays P.L. Travers in this movie, and does a great job at doing so. Her character is this sort of, or not sort of, lonely character that really has segregated herself because the loss of her father. Played and well done that is by Colin Ferrell, who did a great job at playing a drunken failure of a father but has a lot of time for his daughters. The flashback towards Childhood is nice as well, we see this caring and loving father, but we also see this worried mother
Jack and the Snow Queen Ch 2
Jack and the Snow Queen
Now we are looking at a trail of the impact which the sleigh left. AS the camera looks up we see the sleigh, and Jack trying to get his leg out from the sleigh, he does so and falls to the groumd. The dog exits afterwords.
Jack: Ahh, my leg.
The dog comes out and barks. Jack looks up and sees beautiful mountains.
Jack: Woah, this is nice!
Then we hear North waking as well. Jack runs towards him.
He climbs onto the sleigh and tends to North.
Jack: You okay?
North also sees the beautiful terrain.
North: oh, what a lovely view. Where are we?
Jack: Better question: when are we?
North: I don’t know. Let’s check the globe.
He looks at the time the globe in the center of the sleigh says.
North: 1845. October 18th
Jack: We’re in 1845!
North: I’m afraid so.
Jack: Ah great, this is just great! What are we gonna do?
North: I don’t know, we have only this globe and its used.
Jack: Can’t we use it again?
Jack and the Snow Queen
Jack and the Snow Queen
Fade in: We (the camera) are flying towards the North Pole Santa’s workshop. As the camera flies in through the window we see that it is silent. There is no activity seeing as how this is taking place after Christmas.
The sasquatches are out, the elves are gone. The clocks are still running, the glob rotating with its lights on.
As we cut to viewing inside North’s (Santa’s) office, it is as empty as the workshop outside. He’s nowhere to be found, but his gadgets are still there. One of them to the right of his office appears to be one large machine that serves hot coco with milk, and bake cookies as well as serve them. Then the Alarm clock goes off, thus turning the machine on. We see the process this amazing looking machine doing its duties. Pouring milk in a glass, then the arm moves it towards a microwave and heats it up. Meanwhile as the camera moves towards the end we hear the toaster poping out some… bur
An American Tail V: Ch 29
AAT V: Ch 29 – Finale
Now, it is at least three days later. They’re already back on long island just a few miles north of Brooklyn, Fievel, his family, and his friends, Karina, Tony, Bridget, and Gussie, are paying tribute to their departed friend Tiger. They’re in the woods surrounding a little piece of rock that is carved Tiger, seeing as how they don’t have a picture, a rock with his name carved into it is the best they can do.
Tony: Anyone wanna say anything?
No one answers for a few seconds.
Gussie: He was a good friend. May he rest in peace, that’s all I’ve got to say.
Tony: Okay… Fievel? You got anything to say?
Fievel shakes his head in response. After that Tony walked up to the stone rubbed his hand on it and said:
Tony: Goodbye pal.
After saying that he left, and so did the others, Fievels father patted him on the shoulder as he continued to looked at the stone carved Tiger, then he takes off while his older sister gave him a kiss on
Genghis Whenever we were bad my mother used to take us to the mall to see Genghis Kahn. They kept him in a dusty diorama of a Mongolian steppe, all tall grass and yurts. He sat on a throne of bone (well, plastic shaped like bone), scowling in incomprehension at the American kids who flocked around him like startled lemmings. My mother would usually push us toward him, saying things like “Tell him what you did to your father’s stamp collection.” Genghis would give a grunt, spit a wad of phlegm onto the tall grass, and give us a wizened, wrinkled grimace, as if he had to go to the bathroom.
He terrified me.
My brother couldn’t get enough of him.
When my brother got caught in my mother’s evening dress, my mother grabbed us both and dragged us to Genghis. It was a slow day, and we were the only kids crowding him. “Tell him what you did,” my mother hissed a
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