Beauty and the Beast (1991 film)

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Beauty and the Beast is a film about a young, beautiful French girl who falls in love with a hideous beast.

Directed by Gary Trousdale and Kirk Wise. Written by Roger Allers, Kelly Asbury, Brenda Chapman, Jeanne-Marie Leprince de Beaumont, Tom Ellery, Kevin Harkey, Robert Lence, Burny Mattinson, Brian Pimental, Joe Ranft, Chris Sanders, Bruce Woodside and Linda Woolverton.
The most beautiful love story ever told.


  • [voiceover; first lines] Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a young prince lived in a shining castle. Although he had everything his heart desired, the prince was spoiled, selfish, and unkind. But then, one winter's night, an old beggar-woman came to the castle, and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away. But she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within. And when he dismissed her again, the old woman's ugliness melted away, to reveal a beautiful Enchantress. The prince tried to apologize, but it was too late... for she had seen that there was no love in his heart. And as punishment, she transformed him into a hideous beast, and placed a powerful spell on the castle, and all who lived there. Ashamed of his monstrous form, the Beast concealed himself inside his castle, with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world. The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his 21st year. If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return, by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a Beast for all time. As the years passed, he fell into despair, and lost all hope... for who could ever learn to love a beast?


  • He's no monster, Gaston! You are!


  • [to Belle after giving her a bedroom] You will join me for dinner... that's not a request!
  • [waiting impatiently for Belle to come down to dinner] What's taking so long? I told her to come down. WHY isn't she here yet?!
  • Oh, it's hopeless. She's so beautiful, and I'm... well, look at me!
  • I asked nicely but she refuses. [shoves a chair out of the way] I mean, what does she want me to do? Beg?! [grabs the magic mirror] Show me the girl.
  • [after Belle says she doesn't want anything to do for him; sighing in depression] I'm just fooling myself. She'll never see me as anything...but a monster. It's hopeless.
  • [his last words after Gaston stabs him] At least...I got to see last time.
  • OF COURSE I HAVE! I'm not a fool.
  • [after being transformed back into a prince when Belle confesses her love] Belle, it's me.
  • [meeting Maurice in his castle] There's a stranger here.
  • [when Belle begs him to release her father] There's nothing you can do. He's my prisoner.
  • [Belle refuses to have dinner with the Beast] FINE! Then go ahead and STARVE!!!
  • [to Gaston; in a calm but angry manor] Get out.
  • So, you've come to stare at the BEAST, have you?!?


  • [after seeing Maurice enter the castle] Poor fellow must have lost his way in the woods.
  • I was trying to be hospitable.
  • [after seeing Belle] Don't you see? She's the one. The girl we have been waiting for. She has come to break the spell!
  • Ah, yes, when she comes in give her a dashing, debonair smile. Come, come, show me the smile!
  • Be our guest!
  • You don't have time to be timid. You must be bold, daring.
  • Since the girl is going to be with us for quite some time, I was just thinking - you might want to offer her a more comfortable room. [Beast growls, then walks past] Then again, maybe not!
  • Ma chère, mademoiselle. It is with deepest pride, and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. And now, we invite to relax. Let us pull up a chair, as the dining room proudly presents... your dinner.


  • [after the Beast imprisons Maurice] Couldn't keep quiet, could we? Just had to invite him to stay, didn't we? [imitating Lumiere] "Serve him tea. Sit in ze master's chair. Pet ze pooch!"
  • [suggesting things to woo Belle] Well, there's the usual things. Flowers, chocolates, promises you don't intend to keep.
  • As you can see, the pseudo-façade was stripped away to reveal the minimalist Rococo design. Note the unusual inverted vaulted ceilings. [as he, Lumiere, and Belle walk past the knights in armor, they turn their heads to follow them] This is yet another example of the late neoclassic Baroque period. And, as I always say, "If it's not Baroque, don't fix it!". [laughs at his own joke, notices the knights with their heads turned] As you were! [the knights turn their heads back forward]

Mrs. Potts[edit]

  • [singing] Tale as old as time, true as it can be. Barely even friends, then somebody bends unexpectedly.
  • After all this time, he's finally learned to love.
  • Now, Chip. I'll not have you making up such wild stories.


  • [after failing to marry Belle] I'll have Belle for my wife! Make no mistake about that!
  • [after Maurice was being dragged into the asylum, the wicked hunter Gaston approaches Belle] Poor Belle. It's a shame about your father.
  • [snaps, encouraging the town to kill the Beast] She's as crazy as the old man. The Beast will make off with your children! He'll come after them in the night! We're not safe until his head is mounted on my wall! I say we kill the beast!
  • Who does she think she is? That girl has tangled with the wrong man! No one says no to Gaston!
  • If I didn't know better, I think you had feelings for this monster.
  • Take whatever booty you can find, but remember... the Beast is MINE!!!
  • Get up! Get up!! What's the matter, Beast? [laughing] Too kind and gentle to FIGHT BACK?!
  • Come on out and fight! Were you in love with her, Beast? Did you honestly think things she'd want you when she had someone like me?
  • It's over, Beast! Belle is mine!
  • [last words before he stabs the Beast after he spared his life, looses his balance, then falls to his death into the moat of the castle] Let me go! Let me go! Please, don't hurt me! I'll do anything! Anything!


Gaston: Hello, Belle.
Belle: Bonjour, Gaston. [Gaston takes Belle's book] Gaston, may I have my book please?
Gaston: [flicking through the pages of Belle's book] How can you read this? There's no pictures!
Belle: Well, some people use their imagination.
Gaston: [tossing the book aside] Belle, it's about time you got your head out of those books and paid attention to more important things. Like me. [The Bimbettes sigh at Gaston]
Gaston: The whole town's talking about it. It's not right for a woman to read. Soon she starts getting ideas and thinking.
Belle: Gaston, you are positively primeval.
Gaston: Why, thank you, Belle!
[Belle raises her eyebrows in surprise]
Gaston: What do you say you and me take a walk over to the tavern and take a look at my trophies?
Belle: Maybe some other time.
Bimbette #1: What's wrong with her?
Bimbette #2: She's crazy.
Bimbette #3: He's gorgeous!
Belle: Please, Gaston I can't, I have to get home to help my father. Goodbye.
Lefou: [laughs] That crazy old loon? He needs all the help he can get! [Gaston and Lefou laugh at Belle]
Belle: Don't talk about my father that way!
Gaston: Yeah! Don't talk about her father that way! [pounds Lefou's head]
Belle: My father's not crazy, he's a genius! [Belle's house blows and Belle runs home. Gaston and Lefou continue to laugh. Gaston accidentally slaps Lefou]

Gaston: This is the day your dreams come true.
Belle: What do you know about my dreams, Gaston?
Gaston: Plenty! Here, picture this: A rustic hunting lodge, my latest kill roasting on the fire, and my little wife massaging my feet, while the little ones play on the floor with the dogs. We'll have six or seven.
Belle: Dogs?
Gaston: No, Belle! Strapping boys, like me!
Belle: Imagine that.
Gaston: And do you know who that little wife will be?
Belle: Let me think.
Gaston: You, Belle!
Belle: Gaston, I'm-I'm speechless. I really don't know what to say.
Gaston: Say you'll marry me.
Belle: [backing against a door] I'm very sorry, Gaston but... but... [causally grabbing door knob] I just don't deserve you! [opens to make Gaston tumble out]
Gaston: Whoa! [splash. Lefou starts conducting a band as Gaston is seen in a mud puddle. Belle throws Gaston's shoes out before she closes]
Lefou: [continues conducting, before seeing Gaston in the puddle; he stops the music as the band finishes; a pig's head comes out, before Gaston finally comes out, and the pig slips] So, what'd it go?
Gaston: [grabs Lefou by his shirt] I'll have Belle for my wife. Make no mistake about that! [lets go of Lefou as he leaves]
Lefou: [to pig] Hmm, touchy! [pig oinks in agreement]

Maurice: [about his machine] I'm I'm about ready to give up on this hunk of junk.
Belle: You always say that!
Maurice: I mean it this time! I'll never get this boneheaded contraption to work!
Belle: Yes you will, and you'll win first prize at the fair tomorrow. [Maurice frowns] And become a world famous inventor.
Maurice: You really believe that?
Belle: I always have.
Maurice: Well, what are we waiting for? I'll have this thing fixed in no time!

Beast: [lividly meeting Maurice] Who are you? What are you doing here?!
Maurice: I-I-I was lost in the woods, and, and...
Beast: You're not welcome here!
Maurice: I, I--I'm sorry.
Beast: What are you staring at?!
Maurice: Me? Nothing.
Beast: So, you've come to stare at the Beast, have you?!
Maurice: Please, I meant no harm! I just needed a place to stay.
Beast: I'll give you a place to stay.
Maurice: No, no, please! No! No! [The Beast drags Maurice to the dungeon.]

Lumiere: Did you see that? [Lumiere and Cogsworth both peek out to see...] It's a girl!
Cogsworth: I know it's a girl.
Lumiere: Don't you see? She's the one. The girl we have been waiting for. She has come to break the spell!
Cogsworth: Wait a minute! Wait a minute...!

Belle: [meeting the Beast for the first time] Who's there? Who are you?!
Beast: The master of the castle.
Belle: I've come for my father. Please let him out. Can't you see he's sick?
Beast: Then he shouldn't have trespassed here!
Belle: But he could die. Please, I'll do anything.
Beast: There's nothing you can do! He's my prisoner.
Belle: There must be someway I can--wait! [The Beast stops and turns around] Take me instead.
Beast: You? [considers] You would... take his place?
Maurice: Belle, no! You don't know what you're doing!
Belle: If I did, would you let him go?
Beast: Yes. must promise to stay here forever.
Belle: Come into the light. [The Beast steps into the light, revealing himself to Belle. Belle shocked by his appearance, turns away.]
Maurice: No, Belle! I won't let you do this!
Belle: [slowly] You have my word.
Beast: Done!
Maurice: No, Belle, listen to me. I'm old. I've lived my life. [Beast grabs Maurice away from Belle.]
Belle: Wait.
Maurice: Belle!
Belle: Wait! [Beast opens the castle door.]
Maurice: No, please spare my daughter. Please!
Beast: She's no longer your concern. [throws Maurice into the Pallenquin and shuts the Pallenquin door] Take him to the village.
Maurice: Let me out! Please let me out! Let me out! Please! Please! [Pallenquin slinks like a spider and Belle cries]

Beast: What's taking so long? I told her to come down. [shouting to Mrs. Potts and Lumiere] WHY isn't she here yet?!
Mrs. Potts: Oh, try to be patient, sir. The girl has lost her father and her freedom all in one day.
Lumiere: Master... have you thought that perhaps this girl could be the one to break the spell?
Beast: OF COURSE I HAVE! I'm not a fool.
Lumiere: Good! So, you fall in love with her, she falls in love with you, and poof! The spell is broken! We'll be human again by midnight!
Mrs. Potts: Ooh, it's not that easy, Lumiere. These things take time.
Lumiere: But the rose has already begun to wilt.
Beast: Oh, it's no use. She's so beautiful, and I'm... well, look at me!
Mrs. Potts: Oh, you must help her to see past all that.
Beast: I don't know how.
Mrs. Potts: Well, you can start by making yourself more presentable. Straighten up! Try to act like a gentleman.
[Beast stands up straighter]
Lumiere: Ah, yes! When she comes in give her a dashing, debonair smile! Come, come, show me the smile!
[Beast gives a big, forced smile]
Mrs. Potts: But don't frighten the poor girl.
Lumiere: Impress her with your rapier wit.
Mrs. Potts: But be gentle.
Lumiere: Show her with compliments.
Mrs. Potts: But be sincere.
Lumiere: And above all...
Lumiere and Mrs. Potts: You must control your temper!
Lumiere: Here she is!
[the door opens, Cogsworth walks in]
Cogsworth: [smiling nervously] Good evening.
Beast: Well, where is she?
Cogsworth: Who? Oh, heh-heh, the girl! Yes, the...girl. Well, actually, she's in the process of, uh...circumstances being what they are... um, she's not coming.
Beast: [after a slight pause] ...WHAT?!?!?! [bursts out the doors and rushes towards Belle's room; Cogsworth, Lumiere, and Mrs. Potts hop after him]
Cogsworth: Oh, dear. Your grace! Your eminence! Let's not be hasty! [Beast finally rushes up the stairs and towards the door to Belle's room]
Beast: [pounding on Belle's door, yelling] I thought I told you to come down to dinner!!
Belle: (And I told you, no!) I'm not hungry.
Lumiere: Master, I could be wrong, but that may not be the best way to win the girl's affections.
Cogsworth: Please! Attempt to be a gentleman.
Beast: But she is being so difficult!
Mrs. Potts: Gently. Gently.
Beast: [calmly] Will you come down to dinner?
Belle: No!
Beast: [points at the door] Hmm?
Cogsworth: Ah-ah-ah! Suave, genteel.
Beast: [suavely] It would give me great pleasure... [controls his anger] ...If you would join me for dinner.
Cogsworth: Uh, we say please.
Beast: [flat] Please.
Belle: No, thank you!
Beast: [yelling] You can't stay in there forever!
Belle: Yes, I can. (I'd starve before I ever ate with you.)
Beast: [roaring] FINE! Then go ahead and STARVE!!! [to the objects] If she doesn't eat with me, then she doesn't eat at all! [He furiously leaves and slams the door behind him. A piece of plaster falls on Lumiere.] (Idiots!)
Mrs. Potts: Oh, dear. That didn't go very well at all, did it?
Cogsworth: Lumiere, stand watch at the door and inform me at once if there is the slightest change.
Lumiere: You can count on me, mon capitaine.
Cogsworth: Well, we might as well go downstairs and start cleaning up.
[The scene cuts to the Beast's room]
Beast: I asked nicely but she refuses. [shoves a chair out of the way] I mean, what does she want me to do? Beg?! [grabs the magic mirror] Show me the girl.

[The Beast catches Belle in the West Wing]
Beast: Why did you come here?
Belle: I'm sorry.
Beast: I warned you never to come here!
Belle: I didn't mean any harm.
Beast: [now remotely angry] DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU COULD HAVE DONE?! [smashes a table out of anger]
Belle: Please! Stop!
Beast: Get out!
Belle: [running out of room] No!
Beast: [smashes more objects as Belle runs out in absolute terror] GET OUT!!!!!
[finally calming down, he looks dismayed at his own behavior]
[Belle immediately grabs her cloak, puts it on, and runs out of the castle; with Cogsworth and Lumiere close behind]
Lumiere: Where are you going?
Belle: Promise or no promise, I can't stay here another minute.
Cogsworth: Oh no, wait! Please! Please, wait!

[Belle nurses the Beast's wounds in the den after the fight with the wolves; she dips a rag into a small dish of hot water poured by Mrs. Potts]
Belle: Here now. [Beast licks his wounds] Don't do that. [trying to clean his wounds with the rag] Just hold still.
[she applies the rag to the wound, causing the Beast to jump back and roar in pain; the objects, who are close by, hide in fear]
Belle: If you'd hold still, it wouldn't hurt as much!
Beast: If you hadn't run away, this wouldn't have happened.
Belle: If you hadn't frightened me, I wouldn't have run away!
Beast: [pauses] Well, YOU shouldn't have been in the West Wing!
Belle: Well then, YOU should learn to control your temper.
[Beast tries to counterpoint, but can't think of anything good; so he bows his head in shame; the objects re-emerge]
Belle: Now, hold still. This might sting a little. [applies the rag to the wound; though the Beast winces, he doesn't pull back this time] By the way, thank you for saving my life.
Beast: [looks at Belle, with a surprised, yet gentle look] You're welcome.

[Gaston meeting with Monsieur D'Arque, the owner of the insane asylum to at his tavern]
Monsieur D'Arque: I don't usually leave the asylum in the middle of the night, but he said you'd make it worth my while. [Gaston presents him with a bag of money] Ah, I'm listening.
Gaston: It's like this: I've got my heart set on marrying Belle, but she needs a little... persuasion.
Lefou: [chuckles] Turned him down flat. [Gaston hits him]
Gaston: Everyone knows her father's a lunatic. He was in here tonight, raving about a beast in a castle.
Monsieur D'Arque: Maurice is harmless.
Gaston: The point is, Belle would do anything to keep him from being locked up.
Lefou: Yeah, even marry him. [points at Gaston; ducks when Gaston tries to hit him again]
Monsieur D'Arque: So you want me to throw her father into the asylum unless she agrees to marry you? [Lefou nods eagerly] Oh, that is despicable. [chuckling] I love it!

Belle: [sees the Beast walking by the ice] Oh, good morning.
Beast: [glances at Belle] Huh? [He loses his balance and falls on the ice with a thud, then growls]
Belle: [walks over to the Beast] Oh dear! Are you all right?
Beast: [recovering from slipping on the ice] I fell, and I landed on my...[looks at his bottom, then hides it with his cape] on, on the ice.
Belle: It's pretty slippery.
Beast: Yes, it's...slippery.

Belle: I don't know why I bother. [Belle flops in snow] Now he's worse than ever.
Mrs. Potts: Don't lose heart, dearest.

Beast: [bellowing] Christmas! She's planning Christmas!?!
Forte: Yes. Awful, isn't it.
Beast: [sitting down in his chair in front of the fireplace] Perhaps she doesn't know how I feel about Christmas.
Forte: But she does know. She just doesn't care, like I do. She's actually trying to bring Christmas back to the castle, and you know how much we despise Christmas.
Beast: The day my life ended.

[Beast storms into the boiler room where Belle is. Belle hides the log behind her back]
Beast: What are you hiding? [He swoops around and grabs the log]
Belle: It's a Yule log.
Beast: Huh?
Belle: A Yule log. It's a wonderful tradition. One log is chosen, and everyone in the house touches it, and makes a Christmas wish.
Beast: Wishes are stupid. You made a Christmas wish last year. IS THIS WHAT YOU WISHED FOR?!
[He unleashes a flock of bats, which promptly disappear]
Belle: No. But I will keep wishing. And when the log is burnt on Christmas morning...
Beast: There will be no Christmas.
Belle: But...
Beast: [shouts, very loudly] NO!!!!! I am the master, here!
Belle: [horrified] How could you be so selfish?
Beast: You cannot possibly understand. You have no idea what it's like to lose everything, to be trapped in your own castle, to be a...a....uh...
Belle: Prisoner? The only one holding us prisoner here is you. Well, I'm not giving up.

Lumiere: She is beautiful, no?
Beast: Yes, and I'm hideous.
Lumiere: Not to mention ill-tempered.
Beast: [sees Belle's gift] What? What is that?
Lumiere: Oh, it looks like a Christmas present.
[Beast slams the gift on the table, then storms off into the balcony, while Lumiere sees the present that Belle left for him]
Lumiere: Oh, ho, ho, it's for you, Master. It's from...a girl!
Beast: [looking back] Mrs. Potts?
Lumiere: [irately] No! From Belle!
Beast: [walks over to the gift] Belle? [He gets his gift and prepares to open it, but Lumiere stops him]
Lumiere: Ah-ah-ah, master. You can't open it yet.
Beast: Well, why not? It's for me, isn't it?
Lumiere: Because it's not yet Christmas.
[Beast turns away in a huff]
Lumiere: Master, we all understand how you feel about Christmas, but when a woman gives a gift, she is saying, "I care about you."
Beast: But I don't have a gift for her.
Lumiere: It is not too late.
Beast: Well, I guess I could give her a little something.

[The Beast is in the rose room, humming as he gets a drapery from his window, and puts it on the table as a table cloth, and he dusts it off]
Beast: [bellowing] COGSWORTH!
Cogsworth: [hurrying] Oh yes, coming, coming!
Beast: [bellowing as he puts a chair in front of the table] COGSWORTH!
Cogsworth: Running, running, almost there! [he enters the room] You bellowed, sir?
Beast: Find Belle. I...uh, well, I... [thinks for a moment, then remembers and speaks] She has to hear a song.

Angelique: No, no, no, no, no, no! They cannot mix bells with holly. Still, I have to admit, not bad for amateurs.
[Beast growls and Angelique gasps. He crawls down the stairs and, approaching the dining room, starts to destroy all the Christmas decorations. He smashes a gingerbread house as he knocks over the table, causing everything to it to fall and crash noisily, throws a chair against a wall breaking it, and tears down some draperies as he storms off outside to look for Belle]
Angelique: I knew this was hopeless.

Belle: [reading Romeo and Juliet to Beast] "And there never was a story of more woe, than this of Juliet and her Romeo."
Beast: [smiling] Hmm. Could you read it again?
Belle: Why here? [Belle hands him the storybook] Why don't you read it to me?
Beast: Uhh. [he takes the book] Alright. [he flips through the pages and tries to read but stutters; sighs] I can't.
Belle: [softly] You mean, you never learned?
Beast: I learned a little. It's just been so long.
Belle: Well, here, I'll help you. [Belle takes back the book and sets it on the table; she flips through the pages] Let's start here.
Beast: Okay. [he reads] "Twooo"?
Belle: "Two".
Beast: "Two". I knew that. [the Beast keeps reading] "Two households".

Cogsworth: [referring to Belle] She has agreed to apologize. [Beast smiles] Yet there's one minor catch. [Beast suddenly throws Cogsworth and Lumiere out of a room]

Beast: I let her go.
Cogsworth: [chuckles] Yes. Splen- [realizes what the Beast just said] You what? How could you do that?
Beast: I had to.
Cogsworth: Yes, but why?
Beast: Because... I love her. [cut back to the objects]
Objects: He did WHAT?!
Cogsworth: Yes. I'm afraid it's true.
Chip: She's going away?
Lumiere: But he was so close.
Mrs. Potts: After all this time, he's finally learning to love.
Lumiere: That's it, then! That should break the spell!
Mrs. Potts: But it's not enough. She has to love him in return.
Cogsworth: Now, it's too late.

Mrs. Potts: Pardon me, master.
Beast: Leave me in peace.
Mrs. Potts: But sir, the castle is under attack!
Villagers: [singing outside and trying to knock the door down] Kill the beast! Kill the beast!
Lumiere: [all the objects are trying to hold the door closed] This isn't working.
Featherduster: Oh, Lumiere. We must do something.
Lumiere: Wait, I know!
Villagers: [still singing outside] Kill the beast! Kill the beast!
Mrs. Potts: What should we do, master?
Beast: It doesn't matter now. Just let them come.
Villagers: [singing outside] Kill the beast! Kill the beast! Kill the beast! [they all burst in where the objects are in position; Lefou grabs Lumiere to see]
Lumiere: NOW! [the objects come alive to attack the mob]

[the Beast and Gaston are fighting on top of the castle; the Beast strikes at Gaston, grabs him and holds him over the edge]
Gaston: Let me go! Let me go! Please... don't hurt me! I'll do anything, anything! [the Beast glares with fury, then his anger slowly melts as he realizes what he's doing. He pulls Gaston back in and close to his face]
Beast: Get out.

[Beast lays dying with Belle at his side; meanwhile, the rose is down to its last petal]
Beast: You... you came back.
Belle: Of course I came back. I couldn't let them.... [hugs the Beast] Oh, this is all my fault. If only I'd gotten here sooner...
Beast: Maybe it's better... it's better this way.
Belle: Don't talk like that. You'll be all right. We're together now. Everything's going to be fine. You'll see.
[knowing better, the Beast reaches up and touches Belle's cheek]
Beast: At least...I got to see last time.
[his paw falls and his eyes close]
Belle: No. No! Please. Please! Please don't leave me! [Sobs] I love you.
[the last petal falls away, leaving Cogsworth, Lumiere, and Mrs. Potts distraught; suddenly, a magical shower falls around the Beast and Belle, and the Beast rises into the air, turning into a human prince; then he lands on the ground and when he gets up, he turns toward Belle]
The Prince:'s me.
Belle: [she realizes he's still alive] It is you!

Cogsworth: [shaking Lumiere's hand in truce] Well, Lumiere, old friend. Shall we let bygones be bygones?
Lumiere: Of course, mon ami. I told you she would break the spell!
Cogsworth: I beg your pardon, old friend, but I believe I told you.
Lumiere: No, you didn't. I told you!
Cogsworth: You most certainly did not, you pompous, paraffin-headed peabrain!
Lumiere: En garde, you, you overgrown pocket watch!

[last lines]
Chip: Are they gonna live happily ever after, Mama?
Mrs. Potts: Of course, my dear. Of course.
Chip: [pause] Do I still have to sleep in the cupboard?

About Beauty and the Beast (1991 film)[edit]

  • Well, [originally] when we were planning the big elaborate dance sequence that would include a moving camera craning up to the ceiling on the characters that would really have more of a live action feel to them -- there was always this nagging doubt in our minds that it wasn't going to work at all (laughs). We had sort of a back-up plan just in case, if none of this works we'll just turn off all the lights and Bella and the Beast will be dancing in a little spotlight in a darkened room like an ice skating show (laughs). Fortunately, when we got the first piece of test film back, it was amazingly breathtaking, made a big sigh of relief because we knew it was going to work.
  • We actually designed all the camera movement first and animated the characters to match that.
  • We created computer generated stand-ins, the ballroom was sort of a chicken-wire kind of thing and Bella & the Beast were represented by these box and egg sort of things.
  • You have to make all the same decisions that a live action director would have to make. Everything from where to put the camera to what the emotional tone of the scene is going to be, in addition to answering all the questions about costume design and weather and color and all the numerous elements that go into making the scene. We're there every step of the way from the very first crude character designs and early storyboards to how loud the footsteps of the Beast should be as he's walking across the marble floor. We shepherd the process from beginning to end.


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