The Last Unicorn

The Last Unicorn will endure as a film for reasons both intellectual and aesthetic. It's full of rich ideas and revisions of outdated, sexist stereotypes, and thereby feels more modern than many animated classics.

The Last Unicorn represents a rare example of an animated kids' pic in which the script and vocal performances outshine the visuals.

Some horrific moments (the mark of the best fairytales) and some sublimely witty lines.

A story filled with genuine sweetness and mystery.

The heavy-hoofed red bull and an interlude in which the unicorn is conscripted into a traveling circus alongside a harpy are so visually striking and wordlessly monstrous that they’ll lodge themselves in your gray matter forever.

Would the act of giving The Last Unicorn a less-than-stellar rating be tantamount to kicking a puppy?

It has a certain magic to it that speaks to young audiences in particular, while never shedding its mature perspective ...

The 1982 cartoon adaptation of The Last Unicorn blends genres and eras to bring the shocking challenge of beauty to the screen.

While it shows its age, it is carried along by a particularly strong story and a sophisticated script, a kind of anti-“Little Mermaid” fable where turning human is not necessarily the vaunted goal.

You cannot appreciate The Last Unicorn with coldness in your heart, but if you are open to it, like the unicorn herself, it will show you something true. About life, about love, about loss, and about yourself most of all.