As a kid, I will admit, I hated this movie with a passion. The film has no story line, barely any dialogue, no engaging characters. The music didn’t even have any lyrics! In short, my eight-year-old self found it completely boring. What I’ve come to realize now is Fantasia is no kid’s movie. It’s art in every sense of the word. And, after viewing the film for the first time as an adult, I’ve gained a newfound appreciation for Walt’s crown jewel. Indeed, The New York Times review in 1940 said, “Motion-picture history was made.” And that’s no exaggeration.
William, on the other hand, has loved this movie since his first viewing. He has tried many times over the years to get me to watch it with him, but my eight-year-old memories turned him down every time. He’s likely pretty excited now to know that I’ll be up for several more viewings over the course of our lives.