Allow me preface this article with two tidbits of information that are crucial to this quasi-review of Bolt. I am a fan of the new animation movies, but I am not a fan of Miley Cyrus; she drives me crazy. This of course is from the market being flooded with all that is Hannah Montana. She has birthday cards, folders, posters, toys, underwear, shampoo, conditioner, movies, bedding, sunglasses, chopsticks and much more. It is not the over-exposure that fuels my disdain for Billy Ray’s daughter; it’s the fact that my daughter wants all of it. She just loves Hannah. I have tried telling her she couldn’t eat pizza with chopsticks, but no, since Hannah’s on them, she has to have them. It drives me nuts and since I like to see my daughter smile, I am just screwed, which brings me back to Bolt. As I mentioned I am a fan of animation, not Anime, I like the pleasant, polished product of Pixar and alike. For during these animation movies I find myself getting lost in the scenery, completely in awe of what these artists create with their computers; especially since the coolest thing I can make on my Mac, is an aged-film and slideshow. The Disney Art department involved in creating Bolt deserves major kudos, for it is a gem and their artistry is on full display throughout the entire film. From the alleys of New York; the rural roads of Ohio; the bright lights of Las Vegas; and the famous Hollywood sign, every scene reminded me how far animation has come, from the days of my youth, when I watched Thundercats and Transformers. The Las Vegas scenes were my favorites, with the Belaggio being the cre`me de la cre`me. I highly recommend seeing this movie on a big screen, as it helps you appreciate just how gifted Disney’s Art Department is, and what an amazing creative tool the computer has become. The story of Bolt reminds children and adults alike, that given the chance the ordinary can be extraordinary, and it is relayed in such a manner that adults won’t lose interest in the movie. While the story is entertaining, Bolt is predictable and of course has a happy ending, but it’s to be expected, you don’t make money depressing the children of America, unless of course they’re teenagers. The most pleasant surprise of Bolt was Miley Cyrus is far-less annoying as a voice-over than as a singer slash poster. I even forgot how much I loathed her, just long enough to enjoy the movie. In fact I feel she has found her true calling and should focus strictly on performing voice-overs. Which leads me to the only thing that could have made the movie better: John Travolta using his Tony Manero (Saturday Night Fever) voice for Bolt. Can you dig it? I knew that you could.”