There was an era (and by “an era” I think I mean “a period of three years”) when Disney set aside the cavalcade of animated princesses and made a couple of unusual movies. They were unusual because of their settings, unusual because of their gentle skew to the adult, and unusual because they were good. Perhaps the best, certainly the most adult of these movies, is The Rocketeer.
And by “adult” I mean, “Turn the Lech-o-meter down a notch, Tim Dalton, damn.”
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