No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep on believing, the dream that you wish will come true!
CINDERELLA (1950) dir. Clyde Geronomi, Wilfred Jackson & Hamilton Luske
This movie is really only notable for three things: being the first American yeti movie, having a yeti that is so obviously a guy dressed in furs that it’s unclear if it supposed to actually be a guy dressed in furs, and having the Sherpas all speak Japanese because they had Japanese actors and figured American audiences would be unable to identify any specific non-European language. Beyond that, it’s a pretty dull affair, a movie where events occur in a sequence that resembles a story: Men go on an expedition, find a yeti, bring it back to America, it gets lose and wreaks havoc, is stopped, then everything goes right back to the status quo… for the main characters that is, not all the people whose lives were destroyed or lost in the process, they don’t matter. Also, despite being just under seventy minutes long, it really only has enough plot for about half that time, and absolutely drags when traveling between two of the handful of plot points. Padding out the scant plot with long unnecessary walking scenes.