This must surely set a new record for length of delay between a film and its sequel: forty-nine years since Peter Pan. As he can never grow old, this is no problem for Peter. And as he's a cartoon, nor is it a problem for an actor playing him: the animators are adequate copiers. But Wendy, by some dubious arithmetic (even though the delay in fictional years is closer to forty), is now a young mother in London under the Blitz -- perhaps there's a fountain-of-youth benefit from a short stay in Never Land -- and her shoes will have to be filled by her daughter Jane: a chance to "rectify" any out-of-date attitudes in the forerunner and to bring the story more in line with Disney's new-found feminism. Et voilà: "the very first Lost Girl." (There will be no sign whatsoever of retrograde redskins.) For pace, balance, variety -- and in spite of its pre-PC elements -- Peter Pan remains one of the top two or three of all the Disney animated features. Reason enough, right there, not to have attempted a sequel. Especially not to have entrusted it to what amounts to the B-team, Walt Disney Television Animation in alliance with Walt Disney Animation Australia. The unimaginative results (a giant octopus in place of the crocodile, a couple of voice-over songs by a generic girl singer) are nothing short of a disgrace, and little short of a desecration. With the voices of Harriet Owen, Blayne Weaver, Corey Burton, Jeff Bennett; co-directed by Robin Budd and Donovan Cook. (2002) — Duncan Shepherd
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