But mother, I don’t want to grow up. Peter Pan (1953)
Peter Pan (1953) concept art by Mary Blair.
Peter Pan (1953)
CONCEPT ART BY MARY BLAIR / PETER PAN (1953)
The first Lost Boy
Peter Pan (1953) Dir. Clyde Geronimi, Hamilton Luske And Wilfred Jackson
♪ Up you go with a heigh and ho To the stars beyond the blue There’s a Neverland waiting for you Where all your happy dreams come true Every dream that you dream will come true When there’s a smile in your heart There’s no better time to start Think of all the joy you’ll find When you leave the world behind And bid your cares goodbye You can fly! You can fly! You can fly! ♪
𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐍 1953 | dir. C. Geronimi, H. Luske, W. Jackson
This won’t do. What’s the matter with you? All it takes is faith and trust... oh! And something I forgot. Dust! Just a little bit of pixie dust.
𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐍 1953 | dir. C. Geronimi, H. Luske, W. Jackson
Peter Pan (1953)
“Dreams do come true, if only we wish hard enough. You can have anything in life if you will sacrifice everything else for it.”
PETER PAN 1953 | dir. Wilfred Jackson
We were only trying to drown her.
PETER PAN 1953 | dir. Clyde Geronimi, Hamilton Luske, Wilfred Jackson
fairy tale meme ❧ [9/9 villains] captain james hook
In the midst of them, the blackest and largest in that dark setting, reclined James Hook, or as he wrote himself, Jas. Hook, of whom it is said he was the only man that the Sea-Cook feared. He lay at his ease in a rough chariot drawn and propelled by his men, and instead of a right hand he had the iron hook with which ever and anon he encouraged them to increase their pace. As dogs this terrible man treated and addressed them, and as dogs they obeyed him. In person he was cadaverous and blackavized, and his hair was dressed in long curls, which at a little distance looked like black candles, and gave a singularly threatening expression to his handsome countenance. His eyes were of the blue of the forget-me-not, and of a profound melancholy, save when he was plunging his hook into you, at which time two red spots appeared in them and lit them up horribly. In manner, something of the grand seigneur still clung to him, so that he even ripped you up with an air, and I have been told that he was a raconteur of repute. He was never more sinister than when he was most polite, which is probably the truest test of breeding; and the elegance of his diction, even when he was swearing, no less than the distinction of his demeanor, showed him one of a different cast from his crew. A man of indomitable courage, it was said that the only thing he shied at was the sight of his own blood, which was thick and of an unusual color. In dress he somewhat aped the attire associated with the name of Charles II, having heard it said in some earlier period of his career that he bore a strange resemblance to the ill-fated Stuarts; and in his mouth he had a holder of his own contrivance which enabled him to smoke two cigars at once. But undoubtedly the grimmest part of him was his iron claw.
“They were just having a little fun, weren’t you, girls?”
Peter Pan (1953)
PETER PAN 1953 | dir. Clyde Geronimi, Hamilton Luske, Wilfred Jackson
I firmly believe what ever you're obsessed with at 11/12 years old becomes a core part of who you are, regardless if you lose interest in it or not. Maybe some of you were lucky and were obsessed with warrior cats or smth, and if you're real unlucky it was probably twilight.
PETER PAN 1953 | dir. Clyde Geronimi, Hamilton Luske, Wilfred Jackson
Forget them, Wendy. Forget them all. Come with me where you’ll never, never have to worry about grown up things again.
Peter Pan (2003) dir. P. J. Hogan