![]() There were clouds decorating the back scenery, blacked out as not to distract the viewer, but some of these soft shapes looked abnormal. It may have been my imagination, but I noticed something strange in the background. Immediately, his tears were dried and he began to follow the dog, cheering “Chester! I can’t believe you’re here, Chester!” He skipped and laughed as he attempted to catch his pet, but the dog always seemed to be just out of reach. ![]() The boy’s wailing was interrupted when a small brown dog ran by, grabbing his attention. ![]() This child was in agony, absolutely alone in what was supposed to be “paradise”. He sat down on the ground and began bawling, “I wanna go home!” “I wanna go home!” he yelled several times, crying more and more with each pitiful shout. “I don’t know where everybody is and I’m all alone!” The boy began crying. “I’m all alone,” he said on the verge of tears. He stopped searching, and looked down at his feet. The music had long since gone away, and the movie cycled through various shots of the boy slowly walking around looking for any sign that he was not alone. The small angel boy looked around, searching for some explanation as to his whereabouts. Why had he died? This concept seemed a little too dark for an animated children’s movie. It was, of course, implied that the boy had died. ![]() He was dressed in a white robe and had very small wings protruding from his back. The scene faded back in to reveal the boy standing in a plateau of white, purple, and pink clouds. The entire screen was overtaken by bright white light. Harp music presented the scene as the boy crept through the doors. With a hand over his eyes, he slowly ventured inside. The door opened and heavenly light poured in all around him. He stopped before it and gazed upward curiously, examining the colossal entryway. The title sequence faded away and the opening scene began with a small, blonde haired boy wandering through darkness until he came across a massive white door. From the looks of the animation and quality of the music, I would guess the movie was made in the late 80′s. Placed in the sky were massive golden letters that read “The White Door”. As the clouds drifted past the screen the music got more and more cheerful until the clouds eventually raced off screen revealing the title of the movie. The movie started off with victorious fanfare and a panning shot of some crimson colored clouds. Excitedly, I popped the video in the player and got comfortable. It was without a cover, and the only marking on it was a sticker that read “The White Door”. Every title was familiar, and I considered watching FernGully until I noticed a tape resting on the top shelf. One evening I was nosing around in her attic, looking through her movie collection for some animated movie I had never seen before. I can recall only a handful of times we went to her house, but one visit sticks out in particular. By the attic stairs, an old TV sat hooked up to a VHS player with a mattress in front the perfect place to watch movies. My great grandmother had an enormous conglomeration of tapes in her attic, complete with an area to view them. Whether or not I want to admit it, these films were a huge part of my life.Įverything changed when I was about nine on one fateful trip to my great grandmother’s house. As a boy I would collect VHS tapes of animated movies and spend countless days watching them. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been a huge fan of classic animation.
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