Atlantis: The 
          Lost Empire
        A search for 
          the Lost Empire points the proper direction for adventure and animation. 
          
        
		  
        
		Disney's latest animated offering, Atlantis calls back the past, 
        of a time when The Mouse knew how to make family pictures. A family picture 
        isn't merely a kid's picture with enough pop-culture jokes that the parents 
        don't mind sitting through it; a family picture tells a story that is 
        innocent and simple enough that the youngest members of the audience can 
        keep up while the older members of the audience remain not just entertained, 
        but engrossed. 
        
 In the opening 
          sequence, Atlantis proves that its intended audience is older 
          than the average for animated Disney fare. It is completely subtitled, 
          indicating that unless you can read with a certain amount of speed, 
          accuracy, and comprehension, wait for the release of Cats and Dogs.
        
 Atlantis (the city, 
          not the film) sinks mysteriously during the first fast-paced minutes. 
          A menacing blue tractor beam pulls the Queen of Atlantis from the city 
          as it sinks. The abduction teaches the first rule of parenting in a 
          movie, namely if one is ever separated from one's offspring, always 
          take or bestow a piece of jewelry for later identification and heartrending. 
          Following this breathless opening the action slows for a little plot.
        
 
		  
        Michael J. Fox 
          voices Milo Thatch, the scientist/hero with the booksmarts to find the 
          long-lost empire. Derided by his elders, Milo toils away at his research 
          in a boiler room trying to prove that his late grandfather's lifelong 
          pursuit of the sunken continent wasn't in vain. Strangely, Milo's memories 
          of his grandfather play out in a scratched, sepia-toned kinescope of 
          the two of them posing for a portrait. If one carries that disturbing 
          conceit out to its logical end, a Gen-Xer's childhood memories are all 
          Super-8 footage and even worse, a kid growing up today will look back 
          to the year 2001 through the lens of a shaky digital camera.
        
 Milo's research 
          is once again rejected but waiting at home for him is Helga (Claudia 
          Christian), possibly the hottest chick ever to slink out of a Disney 
          animator's pen. Looking like Aeon Flux after a bleach job and a sandwich, 
          she invites the stuttering bookworm to the home of the obligatory eccentric 
          rich guy who will validate and fund all of Milo's research. From this 
          scene on the picture takes a turn into classic Disney adventure, most 
          notably 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea.
        
 At a pace that 
          leaves the audience's heads spinning as fast as Milo's, the research 
          team checks in and the adventure begins. The animation styles vary greatly 
          from character to character. Although it is comforting to see that warm, 
          classic 2-D cel animation has not crumbled under the soulless computer 
          generated creations of late, the overall character design lacks consistency.
        
 Milo is drawn like 
          a classic Disney character, somewhere between the male owner in 101 
          Dalmatians and an animated Dick Van Dyke. Then the smoldering Helga 
          and the hulking Michael Clarke Duncanesque doctor (Phil Morris) are 
          rendered with a level of naturalism and style heretofore unseen in Disney 
          humans. Some of the characters sport drastic angles while others stride 
          from the pages of classic adventure comics with rounded, yet rugged 
          features. The gas-masked thugs, reminiscent of Ralph Bakshi's Wizards, 
          bring a level of menace and brutality that raises the stakes higher 
          than any animated Disney feature before it.
        
 It seems that while 
          Disney may have scoffed at Warner's box office failures in the animated 
          adventure market, including the entertaining Titan A.E. and the 
          perfect Iron Giant, they learned that the animated feature doesn't 
          have to be a sappy musical or strings of Pixar-animated pop-culture 
          gags.
        
 Disney deserves 
          praise for finally not ruining a fine adventure with talking animals, 
          however not all of the characters here appear to be of the same species. 
          Primarily the character called Mole (Corey Burton), but this complaint 
          could apply to a few other characters as well. Titan A.E. clocked 
          a lot of mileage with the John Leguizamo-voiced Gune and his mad tinkerer 
          hijinks, but the fact that he was a weird little alien made sense in 
          the sci-fi context. Mole takes the same place in the cast but as a character 
          he stands out the most as not just being of a different nationality 
          (French) but a completely different race of creature than the rest of 
          the cast. Some of the characters even notice this, as his is the only 
          back-story we don't learn and in fact are told that we don't want to 
          know.
        
 Besides Mole, the 
          rest of the comic relief scores more than a few big hits. In particular, 
          Don Novello resuscitates his Father Guido Sarducci character in the 
          guise of Vincenzo Santorini, with demolitions replacing his old padre 
          gig. Vincenzo gets his laughs from his main talents, which are blowing 
          things up and listing things in that halting Novello style.
        
 Once the sunken 
          city is found, Atlantis: The Lost Empire manifests shades of 
          Frank Capra's Lost Horizon. An ancient ruler, a beautiful girl, 
          a land where no one ages and visitors can't go home are some of the 
          elements proving that Walt's kids are aiming for the thrilling adventures 
          of yesteryear and that they know their lineage. Thankfully, Atlantis 
          is the high adventure film that film fans have been waiting for.
        
 Although, thanks 
          to marketing and stolen production design, The Mummy franchise 
          is the heir apparent to the Indiana Jones Dynasty, Atlantis is 
          the picture that deserves the throne. The heroes of Atlantis 
          need both bravery and brains to save the world while The Mummy Returns' 
          Rick O'Connell needed only to decode the Egyptian equivalent of the 
          McDonald's picture menu for the illiterate.
        
		
        Jordan 
          Rosa