The Lion King

YOU CAN count on Disney to do these things properly. Whether “these things” are worth doing at all is another matter.

Directed by Roger Allers, Rob Minkoff. Voices of Matthew Broderick, James Earl Jones, Jeremy Irons, Whoopi Goldberg, Moira Kelly, Nathan Lane, Robert Guillaume, Rowan Atkinson, Cheech Marin G cert, general release, 89 min

YOU CAN count on Disney to do these things properly. Whether “these things” are worth doing at all is another matter.

Despite being translated into 3D a full 17 years after it was first released, the new version of the The Lion Kingdoes not come across like a retro-fitted Clash of the Titans. The opening sequence, depicting birds flying across the African savannah, has impressive depth and the occasional lunging creature – who knew so much happened in the foreground? – fairly makes the viewer rock back in his seat.

Then, as usual, within five minutes or so, one’s eyes adjust and the third dimension becomes a total irrelevance. So much effort for so little return.

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Still, the rerelease has stunned observers by becoming a genuine smash in the US. Actual new movies have cowered before The Lion King'sundiminished pulling power. Given how many 3D pictures have failed in recent months, this can only be a tribute to the original's unenhanced charms.

Nowhere near as innovative as Beauty and the Beast, somewhat less funny than Aladdin, The Lion Kingworks as a compendium of Disney's contemporaneous pre-Pixar tropes. Taking its narrative beats from Hamlet, the film includes the usual helium-voiced infant beast, the expected disrespectful sidekicks, and the traditional hymns to order and conformity.

All these traditions were in place by the early 1950s, but the New Age, quasi-mystical philosophising – all that Dylan Thomas stuff about the circle of life – is very much a phenomenon of the Clinton era.

Are we sneering? Not really. Featuring cracking songs and lovely backgrounds, The Lion Kingsaw a great Hollywood institution reasserting its power after a period in the near-wilderness. As ever,

the hero is more than a bit self-righteous and the villain is the only creature worth cheering for. See it for Scar.

DONALD CLARKE