not seeing the movie Tomorrowland any
time soon. The seemingly earnest and gentle movie turned me against it pretty
early, with a trailer lauding the great minds of science history. Einstein!
Edison! Walt…Disney. This is a Disney production of course, and I’ve always
found that company’s self-aggrandizing, disingenuous self-mythologizing really
irksome. In theory, that would have been the end of things. Disney’s Disney
hagiography is nothing new, but I would have rolled my eyes and moved on. After
all, Saving Mr. Banks rewrote history
so embittered author P.L. Travers achieves emotional catharsis under the
beatific watch of wise and kindly Uncle Walt, instead of being someone who was pissed
off and didn’t want dancing penguins in the adaptation of her work, and I
didn’t rant too much about that. It’s a movie that should have just passed me
by, even if I have much more of an affinity for science fiction than I do for
mid-century quasi-historical retcons. But then the movie came out, and the
story became clear.