Alrighty Kiddos! Strap in, because I'm here to tell you all about God. And by God, I mean our wondrous and caring overlord, the House of Mouse. You may know them as Disney, but I know them as "The thing in the shadows that was once a great hero, only to be corrupted as the world slowly but surely lost it's magic, and now is a sad shell of it's former self when it comes to content of character but is more powerful as a result...Also, They made Kingdom Hearts." Yup. Good 'Ol Disney, cranking out crap live action movie after crap live action movie. But...Why? Why turn the movie theaters into a popcorn infested landfill of cash grabs with less Soul than the entire Weasley family? (Get it...Cause they're Gingers...) These new live action remakes are the saddest attempt I've seen at cashing in on Nostalgia since New Kids on the Block and The Backstreet Boys toured together a few years ago. And for some reason everyone is eating this sh*t up. Seriously, their nostalgia boners are at full mast. Not me. I guess I need some Nostalgia Viagra, because there is no appeal here for me. I mean, it's so limited! Like...There's nothing you can do in live action, that can't be done better when you take away the limitations of...oh...what is it? Oh that's right! REALITY! That's what animation does. It removes reality from the equation, and we have Genies that fit right in the same world as the Human he's next to. It's not jarring at all. Speaking of Jars. Put that god awful Beauty and the Beast remake in a jar, chuck that jar in the ocean, then build an artificial black hole to throw the ocean in. Because that was a scourge on this earth. Alrighty...I'm done ranting. You guys tell me what you think. Should Disney keep churning out these unoriginal poor excuses for art, or is there something redeeming about them that's going completely over my head because I'm a malignant simpleton?