Let me preface this by saying two things:
1) this dude is NOT a DISDad, and
2) he’s having a REALLY bad day.
I suppose that he could be a DISDad, but he broke many MANLAWS along the way. For example, an entire day in the parks and not one Dole Whip? Although, to his credit, he did enjoy a turkey leg.
At first, I’ll admit I was getting a little bored with it. The only exceptions were a few inside ‘Dad’ jokes, like the main character beginning to unravel during a ride on It’s A Small World, and barfing over the side of the Grand Fiesta Tour. Also, the splicing between Walt Disney World and DisneyLand was a little annoying so you might want to try and check your expertise at the door.
Basically, the movie tells the tale of Jim, whom we meet on the balcony of the Contemporary Resort on the morning of his last day at Walt Disney World. He’s on the phone, getting fired. So begins a really bad day. For some reason, Jim decides to spend the day stalking two young French girls. Which begs the question – has he always been a perv or did the firing bring that out in him? And what does one have to do with the other? He and his young son then follow them around Magic Kingdom, using some sort of molecular transporter between Florida and California, and make a number of bad decisions throughout.
Once you think you’ve had the entire film figured out and are ready to give up on the plot entirely and classify as a “losing his mind / pervert / obsession” kind of story, in comes the left hook. This is where things start to get really weird and intense. I won’t say more as to not spoil it for you, but rest assured in knowing that it’s definitely unique. The trailers did not lie. Although it does suffer from what I call the “Blair Witch Syndrome” (or as Aaron so eloguently put it, the Blair ‘Stitch’ Syndrom), in which the hype and idea of the movie is much cooler than the movie itself.
I will warn you, this is not something you’ll want to watch with the younger kiddos. The entire first half of the film deals with sexual obsession and borderline pedophilia. There is some course language, nudity and sexuality (keep your ears open for the ‘Hidden Mickey’).
The truth is, if this movie was shot in a traditional manner, in some fictitious park, it wouldn’t have nearly as much appeal as it does having been shot guerilla style in Disney theme parks. It is a bit confusing and a little pretentious at times, often giving you the sense of a cut-rate David Lynch. In the end, you’re going to watch it, and at the very least, you’re going to enjoy the scenery. You will come up with some inside jokes along the way to entertain yourself and you will balk at the obvious jumps between parks.