Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Predestined Disney



The declaration, “If you live right, things happen right” (attributed
to Disney by Art Linkletter, in the movie Th e Man Behind the Myth)
makes one think that the connection between living “right” with things
happening “right”, in the case of Walt Disney’s self-sacrifi cing, immense
body of work also relates to mission fulfi lling, as if he had a conviction
in the existence of a relationship between whatever it is that makes
things happen and our own behavior . He was generous enough to
derive meaning from what, for most people, is an opaque world.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Disney: Control and Passion


Ready to live in constant discovery, Walt Disney worked with
the most unpredictable element: the variations of individuality. In
constant interaction with life and with heart, he was malleable
enough to make the best out of difference and change, unifying the
diversity of all the talents he worked with into the style of a team
that was, at the same time, in constant progress. He gave unity to
dynamics and identity to difference.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Still Mickey


While I was away in Brazil, without my daughter for the first time, she picked the Mickey doll I have, to clutch at bedtime. I was surprised, because Mickey was never her favorite Disney character, and she has tons of soft toys. A friend of mine said it is because Mickey inspires security. He does. He always did. Even the Mickey of the 30's, considered by many to be often aggressive, even cruel, was not really so. In turning animals into sources of sound, in Steamboat Willie, for instance, Mickey was only echoing the importance of music, as the single, pervasive heartbeat of the short. Those animals were not hurt, as everyone can see. In Plane Crazy, Mickey steals from Minnie the cutest, innocent, however daring, kiss. He "knew" that if she jumped out of the plane, she would not be hurt. The early Mickey's behavior was an assertion of and a response to the infinite possibilities Walt Disney was starting to give animation. He was a reflex of the pantheistic world around him, a voice to resonate, in an endearing way, the choir of which he was the main part. He has always been the loudspeaker for Walt Disney world of synchrony, for the generosity of pure, all-encompassing meaningfulness.

Monday, March 2, 2009

Disney's Single Heart


In rendering the material and the emotional level equally alive and responsive to each other, Disney, in animation, makes them mutually giving.
Communication between heterogeneous realities has the immense generosity of the mystical, that which finds a single heart for matter and spirit, or, on a broader level, for human characters and the circumstances around them.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Soul: Disney Ascension


My mother died, less than a week ago. She was happy that the book I dedicated to her "From Mars to Marceline" will soon be available. This helps me coping. It also helps me to remember that the courage Walt Disney had to take turning point decisions for the sake of his integrity is as reassuring as a written proof of the existence of the soul. Disney gave up material security for the abstract value of a relationship with himself. He declares:
“I had made my declaration of Independence, I traded security for self- respect”. (American Cinematographer- 1941)

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Disney Heart



In "The Story of Mickey Mouse" (CD Disney treasures) Walt Disney’s extreme pronouncement of involvement with Mickey follows, then, as the abnegation of love: Not just for Mickey, but for what he represented to people, Walt defers his own identity. He says: “He still speaks for me and I still speak for him.” Mickey is, then, Walt Disney’s heart.
When finally talking and being talked to, the Mouse projects Disney into the realm of fiction and himself into the realm of reality. As a back and forth from Walt to him and from him to Walt, Mickey, the common identity between Disney creator and Disney person and, at the same time, a constant communication between both, becomes Walt’s integrity.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Disney Nature: For Edgar


Edgar: Remember when we watched Sleeping Beauty for the first time? And from then, to so many other times? Yesterday, Livy and I went to Muir Park, and I “found” Sleeping Beauty’s woods. The luminosity of the sun on the trunk of the immensely tall trees was like the contrast between revelation and mystery, the birth of love out of shadows. It reminded me of that scene when a little bird flies down to a enchanting, singing Aurora. I felt like I was created anew and sent, in thought, all that light, sparkling green and liberation to you. For the man of imagination, said William Blake, “nature is imagination”.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Disney's Solace


My mother is old and very ill in Brazil. When we manage to talk on the phone, all she wants to talk to me about is Walt Disney. When I was there and took her to a doctor, she wanted to see pictures I have of Walt, while in the waiting room. She has now been drifting in and out of consciousness, but at moments, she comes out with insights of an otherworldly wisdom. Last time we talked, I tried to find some remarkable episode of Walt’s life to tell her. Something short, that did not require a lot of description. I remembered the contract Disney signed with Powers, so he could get Cinephone in California. Then I related to her, as told by Neal Gabler in his biography of Walt, Roy’s indignation when he read the onerous contract, and the following dialogue between the two brothers:“Did you read this?” He (Roy) shouted when Walt returned to California later that month. “Of course I didn’t,” Walt responded. “What the hell, I wanted the equipment!”
At hearing this, my mother said: “Oh, how beautiful! It takes immense purity to act like that!” I thought she was right, but because I love hearing her, I pressed further: “Why do you think so?” and she answered: “ Because he had so much faith that he couldn’t think of anything other than what his heart was focused on. He was single-minded. It is courage and purity in one”.
Perhaps, that is what faith is, after all, courage and purity in one. It made me think, again, of Kierkegaard’s assertion: “Purity of heart is to will one thing”.
And I remembered all the times Mom asserted, as if she’d known Walt personally, that he had no contradictions, that he didn’t hesitate. Only integrity can account for the synchrony he had with life. Only integrity can give one the certainty that the soul does exist.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Disney Predestination



Disney seemed to have shown, on more than one occasion, a sense
of predestination, of being endowed with a mission, so to speak. The
way he left Kansas City to Hollywood (according to reports and to
his own declarations in movie clips) having just bankrupted, but, yet,
giving himself the right to travel first class is one instance. Besides,
he was a storyteller who impersonated stories. Th e line of action and
events of a story can be anything but gratuitous. On the contrary, its
inexorability parallels the mystical. Th ose who live it and tell it are
mystically motivated and giving. Those who are told it are mystically
comforted and inspired. The love of storytelling and that of stage merge,
in the identifying of mere action to role, personality to character-
fulfillment, and, finally, of life to meaningfulness. It is extended to
everyday life in the thematic experience. Th e strength and appeal of
themes in human behavior goes from everyday events- like dressing in
accordance with the characters of a movie or play one goes to watch-
to creating thematic parties and, even further, to world traveling to thematic parks.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Mystical Storytelling




Mystical dimension to storytelling is beautifully expressed in the beginning of Pinocchio: The cricket hops into the story as he starts telling it to the audience which, on its turn, incorporates the narrator by seeing the opening approach to Gepetto’s house from this narrator’s hopping angle, as if inside his body. The communion of storyteller and listener happens for the sake of the story, the lines of which preexist their union and are fulfilled by it, like a meant-to-happen, preordained harmony.