Consecrating Disney

Disney’s ignoring scruples of tradition and style, limits of history and culture, real and fake, for the sake of his creativity, seems to either eliminate the difference between respecting and infringing, rendering profane and consecrating, or reformulating it in the world he created.
What could be a better account of the mystical than a power to recreate the limit between what to respect and what to use, ultimately, between the profane and the sacred?