“I Have Always Valued My Lifelessness.”

We’re going back inside the Disney Vault today. Let’s bypass the movies about princesses and mermaids and talking teapots, though, and focus on the ones about electroshock treatments and evil witches who have cabinets full of stolen, interchangeable heads.

. . . I feel that this poster does not accurately capture the tone of this movie at all. And for heaven’s sake, is that really supposed to be Fairuza Balk?

Yes. This is a movie from my childhood, and it’s . . . well, it’s an odd one.

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