For those of us who got irritated aplenty by Oscar fillers such as "The Happy Working Song" due to the Writer's Strike and refused to digest anything Disney after that, I actually managed to tread where no man ... or Disney-affronted woman, at least ... could go before.
I actually did watch the movie.
Enchanted brings back many memories of old princesses and their happily-ever-afters. A time when you actually wanted to sing long complicated melodies to express happiness. Those were simpler times.
It is a collision of those days of Disney-galore and modern day Manhattan when the evil stepmother bestows the worst fate on our princess in entire Disney history: she sends them to the real world. Where people have lost their faiths in princesses, castles, prince charmings and especially happily-ever-afters.
Enter divorce attorney McDreamy and his adorable young daughter to be rescued from the disillusioned by the slightly disoriented princess from Andalasia where she was to marry her Prince Charming. One thing leads to another and you find her cutting up tapestry to make dresses. The good news is she's not the least bit psychotic, even though everyone thinks it.
Disney had a golden era. It's plain as day that it isn't coming back the way it was, with third generation graphics, CGI-produced brilliances such as Horton Hears a Who, Shrek and Toy Story. It's a different kind of an illusion now. Not with fairy tales maybe, but with a fairy-tale-ish version of how we can recreate the world we're losing faith in.
So the verdict is, that despite it's cheesy melodies and irritatingly insect-filled "Happy Working Song" it still manages to stick to your hums (Alan Menken's gotta be given that credit - not a lot of people can forget classics like Aladdin, The Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast, Hunchback of Notre Dame etc.) and the sweetness of big-eyed Amy Adams can grow on you if you recall the times you wished you were a princess in a land of far far away.