The Aristocats

The Aristocats

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The Aristocats is one of the slightest of director Wolfgang Reitherman’s contributions to the Disney animated feature canon, which is to say it’s still among the studio’s least suffocatingly ornate and ideologically risible films (though that could only be because its status as a second-stringer has consigned it to a much smaller audience than the psychologically toxic Cinderella). The Aristocats was also the first movie Disney conceived and released after Uncle Walt’s death. If there isn’t a single element in the entire film that’s not derivative of the studio’s then-recent past, you can’t blame them for sticking with what worked best—business models-cum-creative habits conditioned by horsewhip die hard, if at all.

Cribbing liberally from Reitherman’s own 101 Dalmations (and, to a lesser extent, The Jungle Book), Aristocats merges visual vitality with bestial fidelity. Both are ultimately retrograde in their intentions, but come to some sort of redemption as their family values are offset by the Disney equivalent of brash, jazzy sensibilities. Aristocats swaps out unfixed dogs for cats in heat, dognapping for half-assed cat disposal, mid-century London for Gilded Age purr-ee, and the deliciously diabolical Cruella De Vil for an incompetent butler named Edgar who lets his jealousy of his master’s cats get the better of him. Of course, he does have reason, since the dotty, childless meal ticket (Christian name: Madame Adelaide Bonfamille) intends, with the legal assistance of her downright embalmed family executor, to will her entire fortune to her cats. The long list of favors performed upon Madame by the long-suffering Edgar are left to the imagination, but it’s probably safe to say that it’s not just croque-monsieur she asks him to deliver to her boudoir, judging from his shattered reaction to being demoted beneath a group he frequently sees licking their own butts while lounging around in the piano room. Instead of killing them, he just drives them 20 miles outside of town and loses not once but twice in a fight with two 20-pound dogs.

In short, as a villain, Edgar doesn’t cut the catnip. But, then, when compared against 101 Dalmations, The Aristocats doesn’t either. Whereas the earlier film’s downright innovative (for Disney) slapdash sensibilities seemed entirely of-the-moment in 1961, and its jaggedly slashed lines of animation seemed to have been summoned from the blood-drenched pelts of Cruella herself, Aristocats’ ersatz early jazz is applied wonton to a period and locale that doesn’t make sense. Duchess (voiced by Eva Gabor in one of the only memorable vocal performances in the entire film) does in that she represents the soon-to-be outmoded era, but the revolutionary alley cat O’Malley really ought to be a ruthless male ballerina in Stravinsky’s Le Sacre du Printemps, not the bebopping tuft of orange scat he is in the film. (What we really have here is the prehistory of Jack and Rose in Titanic.)

For what it’s worth, Aristocats doesn’t push the dramatic conflict any harder than it’s worth, and the low stakes are themselves a shot of fresh air in comparison to the last few decades of Disney output, when in seems every single villain has to spurt to 70 feet tall by the last reel. But ultimately Aristocats does little to alter the truism that Disney knew dick about pussy.


Aristocats has prowled the DVD shelves before, back in 2000. The previous version was full frame, so it actually had more information than the new special edition's 1.78:1 anamorphic widescreen transfer. No matter, the framing looks more correct, and the colors are both more muted and naturalistic. For once, Disney didn't take the opportunity to crank up the chrominance dial. Unfortunately, the sound is only available in a cheated 5.1 surround remix, which tends to hollow out voices.


Personally, I'd say the amount of bonus features on the disc is appropriate held against the actual value of the film. The extras are downright paltry compared to the unnecessary bloat of some of their previous releases, but who would care for more? As it stands, you have a handful of worthless games and activities that anyone with a Nintendo Wii will get bored of in about 30 seconds, a deleted scene and a small bunch of featurettes and archival clips, including a vintage clip of Walt Disney introducing his pussies. What isn't here is a cover of one of the film's songs by one of the child-actor laborers, and I just don't know what I'm going to do. How am I supposed to know whose concert tickets I need to buy en masse and scalp for 400% face value?


The Aristocats is not jazz.

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  • DVD-Video
  • Dual-Layer Disc
  • Region 1
  • Aspect Ratio
  • 1.75:1 Anamorphic Widescreen
  • Dolby Digital Formats
  • English 5.1 Surround
  • Spanish 2.0 Mono
  • French 2.0 Mono
  • DTS
  • None
  • Subtitles & Captions
  • English Captions
  • English Subtitles
  • Spanish Subtitles
  • French Subtitles
  • Special Features
  • Disney Virtual Kitten
  • Virtual Kitten DVD-ROM
  • The Aristocats Fun With Language Game
  • The Great Cat Family Excerpt
  • The Sherman Brothers: The Aristocats of Disney Songs
  • The Aristocats Scrapbook
  • Deleted Scene
  • Theatrical Trailers
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    Release Date
    February 5, 2008
    Buena Vista Home Entertainment
    78 min
    Wolfgang Reitherman
    Ken Anderson, Larry Clemmons, Eric Cleworth, Vance Gerry, Tom McGowan, Tom Rowe, Julius Svendsen, Frank Thomas, Ralph Wright
    Phil Harris, Eva Gabor, Liz English, Gary Dubin, Dean Clark, Sterling Holloway, Roddy Maude-Roxby, Scatman Crothers, Hermione Baddeley