Excited about the new Lion King? In case you forgot, this was the story:
A brain-dead cub listens to his lying uncle and gets his father killed. He cowardly abandons his now-widowed mother, is rewarded for all that by ending up in heaven where he sings “Hakuna Matata” (Disney for “Fuck It All, I Don’t Care”), then comes back home in the noble pursuit of…er…pussy. He then beats up his by-now nonagenarian uncle, takes over the jungle, and is hailed as a hero.
Think about it, that’s the movie.
I’ve hated the damn thing since I first watched it and was dumbstruck by the admiration I saw this grotesque theft of Kimba receive.
