DAMMIT PLANET!

Why in the *world* is every critic and his brother whomping on “Treasure Planet?” Why are people acting like it’s the biggest snorer since “Black Cauldron?”

I took Ariel to see the one local showing of it available since it tanked at the box office, expecting to be bored out of mind. Not at all. Sumptuous to look at, enjoyable character designs, enthusiastic voice acting (Emma Thompson is a standout), and–as always–a story that spends most of its time trying to stay the hëll out of Long John Silver’s way since he dominates it as always (he’s a cyborg this time around.)

Is it the greatest animated film to come down the Disney pike in years? Lord, no. But the story’s pretty much there, and hey, people actually die along the way, so there’s serious stakes here. And for old time Legion of Superhero fans, there’s a morphing blob from the planet Proteus. God knows it’s better than “Atlantis” and, at the very least, it doesn’t remotely deserve the critical drubbing it’s received. At the most, it’s a fun way to past ninety minutes with your kid.

PAD