Given the choice between diving naked into a tub of ravenous piranhas and watching this movie again, I'd take the piranhas.
When my younger brother (12) fell in love with the book "Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH," as well as the Don Bluth movie based off it, he rented this film too. I agreed to watch it with him. Within three minutes, I was ready to either vomit or run screaming from the room. Compared to the original movie, this one is 70 minutes of pain. The art is flat, garish, and just far too cartoonish, as opposed to the fantastic drawing of the original. Even worse, the characters SING. Only Disney has ever been able to create a viewable movie with singing animals, and even then it was slightly annoying. When the main character, a young mouse named Timmy, sings, it is like thumbscrews. Add to this dull, stereotypical characters in stark contrast with the complex originals, new characters that were completely unnecessary, and a plot that could have been recycled from one of many low-budget flicks, and you've got the potential for an hour of horror.
Maybe this has something to do with the sequel's after-the-fact creation. The first movie came out in 1982, this one in 1998. This is glaringly apparent when you see that the plot of this mess hardly picks up where the first movie left off.
In any case, comparing this movie to its predecessor is like saying a harlequin novel is just as good as a Shakespearean romance. If you're in the mood for some painful animation, nauseating music, and tiresome cliches, please partake in "The Secret of Nimh II." Otherwise, well, don't say I didn't warn you.
When my younger brother (12) fell in love with the book "Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH," as well as the Don Bluth movie based off it, he rented this film too. I agreed to watch it with him. Within three minutes, I was ready to either vomit or run screaming from the room. Compared to the original movie, this one is 70 minutes of pain. The art is flat, garish, and just far too cartoonish, as opposed to the fantastic drawing of the original. Even worse, the characters SING. Only Disney has ever been able to create a viewable movie with singing animals, and even then it was slightly annoying. When the main character, a young mouse named Timmy, sings, it is like thumbscrews. Add to this dull, stereotypical characters in stark contrast with the complex originals, new characters that were completely unnecessary, and a plot that could have been recycled from one of many low-budget flicks, and you've got the potential for an hour of horror.
Maybe this has something to do with the sequel's after-the-fact creation. The first movie came out in 1982, this one in 1998. This is glaringly apparent when you see that the plot of this mess hardly picks up where the first movie left off.
In any case, comparing this movie to its predecessor is like saying a harlequin novel is just as good as a Shakespearean romance. If you're in the mood for some painful animation, nauseating music, and tiresome cliches, please partake in "The Secret of Nimh II." Otherwise, well, don't say I didn't warn you.