If you've seen even a few seconds of the preview where Mickey Mouse offers his arm to the author who's work has been Disneyfied and she reluctantly accepts at the premiere, you have no excuse to watch this movie and be in any way disappointed or surprised.
Obviously its the courtship of the reluctant author, and its the movie's job to sell it, so you watch this, with your defenses up or down, to see if they can pull it off. Well, the game is rigged. If you grew up with Disney culture and/or with Hollywood culture, the buttons are pre-installed in you, and this movie pushes them in the right sequence. Whether that makes you mad or pleases you is up to you, because you bought the ticket and you got on the ride.
My mom took us to every Disney movie when we were little, so I made it all the way the through the film with hardly a pause. I was predisposed, but the ultimate pitch is Disney's final speech to the author, and you either buy the message of hope or you don't.
I dutifully rode through the movie as one would through a dark ride, but the lack of smoking was as jarring as if someone took out a mobile phone in the 1960s, so it was really nice that they at least threw us a bone and had us catch Disney putting out a cigarette.
