Bring it back!
Now that all this George Lucas nonsense is finally over, can we please bring Monsanto’s Adventure Thru Inner Space back? Please? Don’t get me wrong; the Star Tours ride with the Pee-Wee-Herman-voiced robot was cool for about the first 15 years, but let’s bring back the real thing. Please?
Back in the good old days of the old parking lot, the snoring bear, and the Matterhorn sans Bigfoot, hitting Monsanto’s was an event. It was our traditional first ride of every day at Disneyland. Ah, the youthful glee we’d get as we marched from the car, crossed under the Monorail, and entered the park, happily accepting all the “E” tickets from Grandpa and Grandma before running north up Main Street to hang a quick right at the big Space Age embossed tin foiled structure to kick off 14 hours of bliss. We had it all with this one; we had the Paul Frees voice-over, we had the big stone crystals, we had the molecules shaped as Mickey heads, and the best finale of them all, the immense eye peering at our little bodies through the microscope. And let’s not forget how cool it was to stand in line while awaiting our turn to get shrunken down to the size of an atom.
Those were the days. I do miss Paul Frees, who also was the voice of the talking skull in Pirates of the Caribbean just before the waterfall. A couple decades ago the analog tape wore out, and was replaced with a re-recorded digital version. Disneyland’s never been the same since.
Then again, maybe all this perceived change is due to the simple fact that I’m no longer young enough to believe all those singing Pirates were real guys.