The xeroxiest place on earth

My childhood was magical. A big part of that was Disney (before it became the global conglomerate and marketing machine it is today). We subscribed to the Disney Channel. I was obsessed with going to Disneyland. I took a girl to a prom at the Disneyland Hotel. I watched many of the feature-length classics.

Much to my chagrin, I learned recently that Disney films have a lot of recycled material. I realized early on that many of the plots, morals and ideals expressed were similar, if not borrowed from movie to movie... but I never realized they were straight up copied:



Wow. Another pillar of my childhood has fallen.