I don't really remember the first time I saw American Tail, but that is probably because I was two at the time of it's release. I do, however, remember my mom informing me that is was a metaphor for the struggles of the Russians during...some war I wasn't alive for. And all I saw were singing mice...An American Tail is, undoubtedly on my part, the best animated feature to compete with Disney for that ever desirable audience of screaming toddlers. And I mean animated in the true sense of the word, not like Who Framed Roger Rabbit. You can't count that. Russia is in turmoil, and so therefore, are it's inhabitants. Not just the two legged ones, either. Millions of Russian rodents are fleeing the country and bringing to America various mousie diseases. And the Mousekewitz's are no exception, wishing to bring for their children (Fievel and Tanya Mousekewitz) the very best life in a land where there are no cats and the streets are paved with cheese (ahh, America). This is a fallacy, as we the audience knows, and we want to make it real so that the inevitable won't happen. But it does, and Fievel is separated from his family upon reaching the shores of the new world. I love this movie, and I always have. It breaks away from the standard Disney created, not following every single formulaic step in it's development. For a cartoon, one has to admit that the characters are strangely three dimensional, and you want them all to succeed so much. It being a children's movie, they do, and you aren't disappointed.An American Tail is what a little kids movie should be. It's funny, heartwarming, and has a moral. And, it's one of the few musicals I can stand.