I thought I may have mentioned my previous love for The Three Cabelleros, but I haven’t. It’s probably just as well because now my adult brain feels like there’s more than a touch of propaganda in it and I just feel a bit awkward about the otherness of it. I have blogged about my liking for South America before. This admiration for the continent stemmed from my continuous rewatching of The Three Cabelleros as a child. There were three main things that attracted me to this movie. The first was that I had got into my head that José Carioca reminded me of my Grandad – I do not know where I got this idea from, I’m guessing it was a sense a fleeting moment which I have often associated with my Grandad. I often felt like my time with Grandad was much too short and I felt that when watching The Three Cabelleros. I hated the last ten minutes of it because I didn’t want it to end. The second was the colour; the beautiful colour.
The third thing was my favourite scene. Which I found out was illustrated/designed by Mary Blair (according to the Youtube blurb on this video).
I remember being entranced by this train. I wished I could ride on it. I didn’t know about Mary Blair at the time but the art style was so pleasing to me.
I found out about Mary Blair years later via thestylerookie.com. And I was delighted to find out Mary Blair had been involved in some of my favourite Disney movies – particularly The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad.
Here is some of her work on magicofmaryblair.com