Happiest Place
I'm kind of a freak when it comes to Disney. I mean, I don't have any sassy Tinkerbell bumper stickers, and I don't wear Winnie the Pooh pajamas (anymore), and I'm not getting married in Cinderella's castle or anything, but I feel a very strong attachment to the whole Disney thing. My family used to go to Disney World for every Easter vacation starting when I was 3 years old, so I have a lot of fond memories of all things Mickey.
Of course by the time I got to my surlier, more anti-establishment high school years, I went through a phase where I thought I was too cool and independent-minded for such evil corporate fun.
Well, that phase is over my friends. I went to Disneyland with my mom and dad a couple weeks ago and it is the happiest fucking place on earth. It turns out, I don't give a crap how giant and corporate Disney is. I don't care if they own everything on the planet from ABC to Miley Cyrus. I don't even care that a Mickey Mouse ice cream bar is 4 dollars. It's worth it. I have no problem selling my soul to Disney Corp in order to enjoy some good old-fashioned, overpriced fun.
Sure it's basically a living advertisement for all the tv and movies they own, but it's hard not to enjoy it. I don't mind that the Pirates of the Caribbean ride which inspired the hit movies now includes several animatronic Johnny Depp pirates, in a strange example of art imitating rides imitating movies based on rides. It's all fun.
And I appreciate that forgotten 80's movies like Honey I Shrunk the Kids with stars like Rick Moranis, who as far as I know have since fallen off the face of the earth, are forever immortalized in cheesy 3-D movie experiences, e.g. "Honey I Shrunk the Audience." Even though I know that when the mouse gets into the crazy inventor machine and hundreds of clone mice start running loose in the theater, something is going to come out from under my seat and tickle the back of my legs, I still get a kick out of the whole thing - Rick Moranis, 3-D glasses and all.
I like the new rides like Space Mountain, and the old ones like Mr. Toad's Wild Ride. I appreciate that most of the old rides in Storybook Land are all pretty much exactly like Mr. Toad's Wild Ride, only with different pictures on the walls.
I also like the creepy singing animatronic birds and flowers in the inexplicably musty-smelling Enchanted Tiki Room. And above all, I appreciate what a freak Walt Disney himself was for loving singing animatronics so very very much.
So yes it's a big corporate monster. And yes it's a money-gouging operation. And yes, Hannah Montana is a terrifying phenomenon. But it's undeniably fun. And I am fine with overlooking corporate greed and whatever else to partake in some creepy animatronic fun.
Of course by the time I got to my surlier, more anti-establishment high school years, I went through a phase where I thought I was too cool and independent-minded for such evil corporate fun.
Well, that phase is over my friends. I went to Disneyland with my mom and dad a couple weeks ago and it is the happiest fucking place on earth. It turns out, I don't give a crap how giant and corporate Disney is. I don't care if they own everything on the planet from ABC to Miley Cyrus. I don't even care that a Mickey Mouse ice cream bar is 4 dollars. It's worth it. I have no problem selling my soul to Disney Corp in order to enjoy some good old-fashioned, overpriced fun.
Sure it's basically a living advertisement for all the tv and movies they own, but it's hard not to enjoy it. I don't mind that the Pirates of the Caribbean ride which inspired the hit movies now includes several animatronic Johnny Depp pirates, in a strange example of art imitating rides imitating movies based on rides. It's all fun.
And I appreciate that forgotten 80's movies like Honey I Shrunk the Kids with stars like Rick Moranis, who as far as I know have since fallen off the face of the earth, are forever immortalized in cheesy 3-D movie experiences, e.g. "Honey I Shrunk the Audience." Even though I know that when the mouse gets into the crazy inventor machine and hundreds of clone mice start running loose in the theater, something is going to come out from under my seat and tickle the back of my legs, I still get a kick out of the whole thing - Rick Moranis, 3-D glasses and all.
I like the new rides like Space Mountain, and the old ones like Mr. Toad's Wild Ride. I appreciate that most of the old rides in Storybook Land are all pretty much exactly like Mr. Toad's Wild Ride, only with different pictures on the walls.
I also like the creepy singing animatronic birds and flowers in the inexplicably musty-smelling Enchanted Tiki Room. And above all, I appreciate what a freak Walt Disney himself was for loving singing animatronics so very very much.
So yes it's a big corporate monster. And yes it's a money-gouging operation. And yes, Hannah Montana is a terrifying phenomenon. But it's undeniably fun. And I am fine with overlooking corporate greed and whatever else to partake in some creepy animatronic fun.
Labels: animatronics, disneyland
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