Like the Cobblestone Stretch of the Tour de France
The Aristocats (1970)
directed by Wolfgang Reitherman
rating: 3 out of 5 cravats
on DVD from Netflix
Unlike in True Blood, the appearance of a Southern accent in The Aristocats is both completely nonsensical and comfortably right at home. Give me yokel bloodhounds on the outskirts of Paris over shifty shape-shifting swamp collies any day. As for plot, keep it simple, like a single mother and her kids trying to make it back into town. There’s more drama inside the heads of people shopping for groceries than the fantastical wastes of time that animators sometimes pursue, and Chevalier singing about cats is far more age-appropriate than Chevalier pining after “little girls” in Gigi. I have to admit, Duchess as divorcée (they certainly never mention “widow”) surprised me, even if her old-time villains, sympathetic all, delightedly did not.
directed by Wolfgang Reitherman
rating: 3 out of 5 cravats
on DVD from Netflix
Unlike in True Blood, the appearance of a Southern accent in The Aristocats is both completely nonsensical and comfortably right at home. Give me yokel bloodhounds on the outskirts of Paris over shifty shape-shifting swamp collies any day. As for plot, keep it simple, like a single mother and her kids trying to make it back into town. There’s more drama inside the heads of people shopping for groceries than the fantastical wastes of time that animators sometimes pursue, and Chevalier singing about cats is far more age-appropriate than Chevalier pining after “little girls” in Gigi. I have to admit, Duchess as divorcée (they certainly never mention “widow”) surprised me, even if her old-time villains, sympathetic all, delightedly did not.
posted by NPK at 8:19 PM
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