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The Black Cauldron
by Chris A. Bolton for 24 frames per second
A loose thread from my childhood has finally been tied. I
was in fifth grade when Disney released The Black
Cauldron in 1985. I wanted to see the film but didn't. My
best friend saw it and told me it was great. There was a
comic-book adaptation in the school library that I read
voraciously several times, and I even read the Lloyd
Alexander novel that inspired the film. So I figured I would
wait for video and see it. And I waited. And waited. And
continued to wait.
The film was a huge flop, you see. I've since read
interviews with Disney animators and executives who
claim, to this day, that the mere mention of The Black
Cauldron casts a dark shadow across the company offices.
I recall some controversy at the time over the first-ever
PG rating for a Disney film, and later I learned the subject
matter was deemed too dark for children. It looked as
though The Black Cauldron would languish forever in the
Disney vaults (and in the memories of a lucky few kids who
actually saw it) and that I would never get a chance to
see it.
But now, surprisingly, thirteen years later Disney has finally
released the film to home video--and equally surprising,
given its cursed reputation, the company has given it a big
marketing push. Which means I finally got to see The Black
Cauldron, after all these years of wondering.
And the verdict? Well, very few things could live up to that
much expectation, but I enjoyed the film. It is dark, and
that's one of the things I liked about it. Certain scenes felt
like The Evil Dead for children; being a fan of the macabre,
I appreciated those scenes, but I imagine certain
impressionable young children--especially those who cried
very hard in the theater around me when Quasimodo was
ridiculed in The Hunchback of Notre Dame--will have a
hard time of it.
The story might seem familiar to children who have seen
the Star Wars films, although they may not make the
connection with the mythic Hero's Journey. Young Taran is
an assistant to the wise old sage Doli. The boy daydreams
of being a great hero and embarking on wonderful
adventures, while his daily duties force him to look after a
pig, Hen Wen. It turns out that Hen Wen isn't just an
ordinary pig; she is an oracle who can project images of
the future in water when the proper incantation is recited.
Hen Wen's first vision reveals the evil Horned King's plan to
find the legendary Black Cauldron and use its powers to
conquer the kingdom, the world, or wherever--but first he
has to find the Cauldron, and for that he needs the pig.
Taran is charged with protecting Hen Wen, a job he
botches when she's kidnapped by the King's winged
Gryphons.
Taran sets out to the Horned King's castle and along the
way he encounters Gurgi, a furry little creature who
speaks in rumbles and has a weakness for apples. Later,
after rescuing Hen Wen, Taran is captured and tossed into
the Horned King's dungeon where he meets Princess
Eilonwy who is able to conjure glowing magic baubles (a
gift that is rarely utilized to much service). They find an
amazing sword that can destroy almost any weapon and
enables Taran to be a great fighter.
And how about that Horned King! He really does have
horns, protruding out of his grim reaper-like hood. And
inside the hood is a death's-head face that ought to
provide plenty of nightmare material for easily frightened
children everywhere. But me, I loved the look of the
monster and I would have loved him when I was a kid, too.
There are other colorful supporting characters, of course
(this being Disney). Taran and Eilonwy free another
prisoner, a balladeer named Fflewddur whose harp has a
tendency to break strings when he lies. Later they meet
some Fairfolk that are simply the finest renditions of fairies
I've seen outside of Brian Froug's "Pressed Fairy"
illustrations. Along with the Gryphons and some brutish
soldiers, the Horned King has a creepy little goblin servant
who provides much of the film's comic relief from his utter
terror at displeasing his master (in a lot of ways he
reminded me of Dukie's simpering ogre, Toadie, from
Disney's Gummi Bears TV series a few years back).
The supporting characters are fun, which helps pick up the
slack from the dull leads. In appearance and attitude,
Taran greatly resembles young Arthur from The Sword In
the Stone. I think The Black Cauldron is a much better film,
but Arthur was more charming and headstrong than Taran.
The romance between Taran and Eilonwy isn't very
convincing either, but it's a kid's movie, so who's going to
notice?
Well, the kids, actually.
The Black Cauldron is an exciting, well-made adventure film
that has some excellent animation. Looking back, it seems
to me that in its time of release it was a major artistic step
forward for the Disney team (despite the several steps
backward they took following its failure), especially coming
off the lazy, sketchy art style of The Rescuers and The
Aristocats. It doesn't quite have the polished look or feel
of masterpieces like The Little Mermaid (which came four
years later) or the triumphant Beauty and the Beast, and
its adventure sequences aren't as thrilling (nor its humor
pieces as funny) as those in Aladdin or Hercules.
Kids who have grown up on these later Disney films will no
doubt find The Black Cauldron a bit slower and less
memorable. Some may be truly disturbed by the images of
the Horned King's undead army or some startling moments
with a fierce dog. And there is a sacrifice at the end made
by one of the characters that literally caused my jaw to
drop; that this sort of thing appears in a Disney film (even
considering its reconciliation in the denouement) is nothing
short of alarming.
Which is one of the things I liked about it. The Brothers
Grimm told fairy tales which were dark and sick and
involved a lot of deviant behavior. Disney has made millions
cleaning up these stories, sanitizing their content for
wholesome children everywhere. The problem is, they're
undermining the imaginations of kids--and the need for
children to be afraid, to view an adult world they don't
understand through trembling eyes. Fear can be as
cathartic for children as it is for adults. And personally,
even as a kid, I seriously dug the darker, more twisted
stories from Washington Irving and Poe. I imagine other
kids will, too, especially the ones who fast-forward through
those Celine Dion songs in the other Disney movies.
The Black Cauldron feels experimental, particularly in light
of the formula Disney has embraced since Aladdin. There
are no long, irritating, badly written, and sloppily performed
songs; in fact, there are no songs, period. I found that
refreshing. The cliffhanger scenes are engaging and give
the sense of real danger. The ending is very much inspired
by the climax of Raiders of the Lost Ark, but the
comparison is a favorable one, and Cauldron holds its own
as spectacle.
The bottom line: the child within is satisfied. No doubt I
would have liked the film a lot more in the fifth grade. But
in terms of escapist animated fantasy, this is a dark and
entertaining film and it doesn't insult an adult viewer's
intelligence. It also has some terrific, off-beat moments (I
particularly liked those Fairfolk) that made me wonder
where Disney might have gone next if the film had been a
Little Mermaid-sized success.
Review © 1995 Chris A. Bolton. All Rights Reserved.
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