Oh yes! Visually stunning and narratively engaging, Favreau brings The Jungle Book into a new era with a slightly more mature – though never dour – tone.
Disney’s newest film The Jungle Book is a culmination of really great moments speared between moments mouseketeers could recite from heart.
I saw the newest Disney version of "The Jungle Book" in the company of my enthralled 12-year-old son, and there were moments when I envied him—but not too many, because the film is so surefooted in its effects, so precise and simple in its characterizations, and so clear about what it's trying to say about the relationship between humanity and nature, that it made me feel about his age again, too.
Set in the most immersive fictional world the movies have seen since "Avatar" (2009), Jon Favreau's "The Jungle Book," an update of Disney's 1967 animated favorite, is an instant classic.
What I can say is that, like Kenneth Branagh’s Cinderella last year, The Jungle Book offers a lavish new reimagining of a beloved story, blending elements from the original literary source material with the classic animated Disney version.
In much the same manner as Kenneth Branagh's enchanting Cinderella last year, director Jon Favreau and scripter Justin Marks have crafted a film that manages to pay tribute both to the original tale as well as its animated adaptation.