The Little Prince could easily be seen as some typical family-friendly fare, and no one would argue that this is unfair. The film, for the majority of its narrative, happens upon a visual style seen in nearly any post-2000’s Disney movie featuring people. The buggy eyes, the nice smoothing, the pinnacle of affordable and accessible animation that culminated in Frozen.
Visually, it is nothing we haven’t seen before. This is, of course, excluding the brief stop-motion sequences which are some of the most sensational ever seen. They are short, snappy, and pulled almost entirely from The Little Prince children’s story that this film is based on.
There is a nebulous magic felt in these scenes and in the characters, as a boy befriends a snarky fox and a demanding rose, to name a few. But, the narrative falls short when it spends extended time in “the real world,” where it follows a young girl (with no name in the movie) while she befriends The Dude from Big Lebowski in one of his many wild dreams. There have been worse crossovers.
The narrative undoubtedly slips, but the movie is joy based on these stop-motion sequences that are dazzling and shockingly illuminated with breezy pastels. In its core story, it can be a little sentimental and less magical than the creators may have intended, especially in its last half. But, the Little Prince is a pleasantly saccharine afternoon delight.