Aladdin killed Jasmine. In his efforts to impress the princess and winter hand in marriage, this lovable street rat made one fatal error.

This.

Is it safe?

No, Jasmine, no, it is not safe. Magic carpet ride? More like tragic carpet ride.

Did you see what I did there? I'm pretty proud of that one.

Hello, internet. Welcome to film theory. You ain't never had a channel like me. Unless of course you watch Game Theory 2, in which case, yeah, they're largely the same. Cover

different IP, I suppose. Or not actually. Whoopsy! So anyway, Disney's not doing that hot these

days, huh? They've had flop after flop at the box office, tentpole brands like Marvel and

Star Wars are struggling,

their back catalogs been tarnished by an onslaught of low effort, live action remakes,

and even the Parks Division is sweating heavily due to lower attendance and the shutdown of a $350 million hotel,

merely a year after its opening.

Really kind of makes you yearn for the golden days of classic Disney, right?

The Renaissance era, where every movie was a certified classic that would go on to shape the childhoods for generations of kids.

I'm talking about the OGs here.

Lion King, Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast, Aladdin, all the ones that have been bled dry for an extra billion dollars at the box office.

Their originals are revered for a reason.

Beautiful animation, amazing songs, timeless stories, traumatic nightmare fuel that will need years of therapy to process.

Oh, I'm sorry, did you miss that last one?

Blocked it out of your memory and all that.

But let me refresh you.

The Disney classics were rife for terror.

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