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WDCC Fantasia Fairies Summers Twilight, Autumns Dawn
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Fairies: Summer's Twilight, Autumn's Dawn
Fantasia In creating the "Nutcracker Suite" sequence for Fantasia, Walt Disney told his filmmakers, "It should be something beautiful and something fantastic", adding that he wanted a "a will-o"-the-wisp feeling." In response, the Disney artists created exceptionally elaborate animation cels to attain the fanciful feeling the master storyteller sought, and this new sculpture perfectly captures that ethereal spirit. Portraying the garden-fresh Summer Fairies, who charmingly awaken to celebrate the full flowering of Summer, this exquisitely sculpted piece conveys all the loveliness of nature and the magic of these sweet sprites. Plussed with three bronze fairies, this enchanting sculpture reflects the delicate artistry of Walt Disneyï¿½`s animated masterpiece. This latest Fantasia sculpture is indeed something beautiful, something fantastic, and perfectly complements the Walt Disney Classics Collectionï¿½`s other entrancing Fantasia Fairy sculptures.
One of the most highly regarded of the Disney classics, a symphonic concert with Leopold Stokowski and the Philadelphia Orchestra, embellished by Disney animation. The film includes eight sequences: "Toccata and Fugue in D Minor" (Bach), "The Nutcracker Suite" (Tchaikowsky), "The Sorcerer's Apprentice" (Dukas), "Rite of Spring" (Stravinski), "Pastoral" (Beethoven), "Dance of the Hours" (Ponchielli), "Night on Bald Mountain" (Mussorgsky), and "Ave Maria" (Schubert).
Chernabog: From his perch high upon Bald Mountain, Chernabog unfolds his wings and casts his dark shadow over the sleeping village. Born of nightmare and myth, he conjures writhing harpies and fiends, and calls the spirits of the restless dead to perform at his beckoning. His minions live and die at his whim, feeding the fire with their bones when he's wearied of their devotion. Chernabog is king of the darkness and no human dares walk the night while he's abroad! His evil power stands against anything -- except the clean light of the sacred dawn. When the sweet notes of morning break over the mountain, the monster must crawl back into hiding, for against the purity of the day, his evil is helpless. But Chernabog is never gone, he merely waits for the coming of another night, and the chance to continue the eternal battle between light and dark.