Elijah has yet to see a Disney movie. Actually, Elijah has yet to see any movie. Forty-five minutes of Sesame Street is all he has the patience for, and these days he sometimes skips out on Elmo's World. Which is all fine by me because my feelings re: children and television are ambivalent at best. But I digress.
I know that Disney movies have gotten some well-deserved flak over the years, but chances are that at some point, I will let Elijah watch at least a few. One could argue that a childhood is incomplete without seeing Beauty and the Beast, and one could be right. And Pixar has come out with some real gems in the past decade or so. So, the movies are in. What I do hope to avoid, though, are those awful book versions of the Disney movies. You know the ones I am talking about. Oversized, text heavy, illustrations consisting of stills taken straight from the films. Basically, the opposite of good children's books.
Thus, I was more than a little bit skeptical when I picked up Jon Scieszka's retelling of the Disney adaptation of the Lewis Carroll book at the library. I am generally a Scieszka fan, however, so I was also intrigued. Turns out the book, Walt Disney's Alice in Wonderland, is pretty great. It is definitely a retelling of the movie, but it is a good one. All the salient plot points are there, will just enough added snark to distinguish it as a quality stand-alone book. The illustrations, rather than being from the movie, are the ones that inspired the movie. Pretty neat.
And, most notably in the book's favor, Elijah loves it. It's fairly long, but he sits through it many times a day. That kid is only 2.75 years old, and already he has a keen BS detector when it come to books. That's my boy.