Last night, a 28-year-old woman and a 37-year-old man went to see “The Lion King” in the movie theater.
And holy hell, it was just as good this time around on the big screen as it was the first time, when I was 12. (The beau and I agreed a long time ago that our age difference — which I completely love — was the grossest when I was 12 and he was 22.)
And it solidified a thought I’d had a few times before: I miss real animation. That computer stuff Pixar does is cool, but I don’t think it’s possible to beat the beauty of a hand-drawn African savanna.
My other solidified realization? I don’t like 3-D movies, especially when the extra dimension is added after the movie was already made. It doesn’t add anything except a pair of annoying glasses, and the vibrant colors seem darker. The beau and I actually left one movie theater that was only showing the flick in 3-D to see if another theater in town would let us watch it the ol’-fashioned away. Alas, we were forced into 3-D.
It couldn’t ruin the experience, though. “The Lion King” was the cool thing in the sixth grade. I remember something like three Lion King-related songs in the talent show that year, and I was so jealous that I wasn’t up there singing that I’m going to be a mighty king (so enemies beware).
I think I need to get a VCR. I have all the old school Disney (where “old school” is defined as “The Lion King” and anything before it) VHS tapes, and I’m itching to watch them.
I figure plenty of parents took their kids, but did any other adults go see this re-release just for themselves? What other flick do you want Disney to put back in the theater? Mine is “Sleeping Beauty.” That is hands–down the most beautiful cartoon I’ve ever seen, and I don’t remember ever seeing it in the theater. (Which makes sense, as IMDB tells me it’s from 1959. Wow. I had no idea it was that old.)