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All hail the Disney Company, world-dominating kingdom of kitsch.
A movie like the newAladdinisnt shot its generated.
It feels as if yet another man is trying to engineer her responses.
Aladdin might as well have put a VR headset on her.
With Guy Ritchie at the helm, it hits them hard.
The movie has no down time, no moments for dreaming that would risk making audiences impatient.
My only real peeve is that he uses too many cuts in the dancing.
You have to wait until the credit sequence to see entire, non-CG bodies in fluid motion.
Come to think of it, that was my favorite thing in the movie.
Hes madly eager to c’mon.
(Smith doesnt need to be physically inventive, which is good because hes not.)
He can pass for a singer.
He can pass for a hoofer.
He didnt make me think of a summer-stock Robin Williams but a summer-stock Beetlejuice with pecs.
(Michael McDowells character in the originalBeetlejuicescript possessed vaguely Middle-Eastern features spirit-like so weve come full circle.)
What principally connectsAladdins hero and heroine is their large and very white teeth.
