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Have you rewatched Treasure Planet lately? Did you have the PlayStation 2 game? Let me know in the comments below—and don’t forget to hoist the solar sails. 🏴☠️✨🛸
Let me paint you a picture. It’s 2002. You walk into a movie theater expecting the usual Disney formula: a princess, a plucky sidekick, and a happy musical number. Instead, you get a punk-rock cyborg, a solar surfer, and a spaceship that looks like a 18th-century galleon. Planeta del tesoro de Disney
The score, by James Newton Howard, mixes sweeping orchestral adventure with synth-heavy electronic beats. It sounds like a Hans Zimmer pirate movie playing inside a TRON video game. We have to address the elephant in the room. Treasure Planet was a box office bomb. It cost $140 million to make and only pulled in $109 million worldwide. Have you rewatched Treasure Planet lately
If you haven’t seen it since you were a kid, do yourself a favor. Watch it tonight. Listen for the clank of Silver’s limbs. Feel the wind of the solar surf. And when Jim stands on the bow of his ship, looking at the stars, remember that sometimes the biggest treasures aren't gold—they're the weird, expensive, beautiful failures that studios are too afraid to make anymore. 🏴☠️✨🛸 Let me paint you a picture
Have you rewatched Treasure Planet lately? Did you have the PlayStation 2 game? Let me know in the comments below—and don’t forget to hoist the solar sails. 🏴☠️✨🛸
Let me paint you a picture. It’s 2002. You walk into a movie theater expecting the usual Disney formula: a princess, a plucky sidekick, and a happy musical number. Instead, you get a punk-rock cyborg, a solar surfer, and a spaceship that looks like a 18th-century galleon.
The score, by James Newton Howard, mixes sweeping orchestral adventure with synth-heavy electronic beats. It sounds like a Hans Zimmer pirate movie playing inside a TRON video game. We have to address the elephant in the room. Treasure Planet was a box office bomb. It cost $140 million to make and only pulled in $109 million worldwide.
If you haven’t seen it since you were a kid, do yourself a favor. Watch it tonight. Listen for the clank of Silver’s limbs. Feel the wind of the solar surf. And when Jim stands on the bow of his ship, looking at the stars, remember that sometimes the biggest treasures aren't gold—they're the weird, expensive, beautiful failures that studios are too afraid to make anymore.
