Anyway, Saving Mr. Banks transitions similarly to The Social Network, going back and forth between 1906 and 1961. It's true, there are some people like me who'd want their book to not be a musical, let alone silly cartoon schmultz, but it's what the Disney studios were used to at the time. When the movie starts, it's been several years since Walt Disney asked for Travers' signature for a movie, so much so that she is given so many privileges and opportunities. She hasn't really been writing, and her agent has seen this now as a last resort. Reluctantly, she has to agree. At the transition to 1901, we learn about her sick father and rather rough life with her family.
One thing's for sure: there are elements in this movie that are in the film as well, such as Travers' reaction to Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious was the same as Mr. Banks'. Yep, I can spell it. Or Spit, Spot. We are not a codfish. If all this really happened, you can tell Walt disney was really trying his best to get it in Travers' perspective while still making a movie everyone would enjoy.
So why did I give this a C? For one of the first times ever, it's not even the movie's fault. It looks like Travers was kind of mean. I know a story about her preventing her adopted son from knowing he had a brother and almost prevailing. When she's there, she treats everyone like a servant and expects everything to go her way. It's not entertaining seeing someone nag. It's almost like the transitions were made so we feel sorry for her, and it somehow doesn't work. Beyond that, it's still very boring, and I guss that it doesn't want to be exciting enough to be a thriller, but I usually don't find dramas enjoyable, at least ones that don't try to at least be funny.
When the Mary Poppins movie finally came out, Travers walked up to Walt Disney and demaded the animation sequence to go, and Walt walked away. That doesn't happen in this movie. If it did, I might have given this movie a D or F. Something tells me if I was alive when Matthew Garber, the Michael Banks actor, was alive, then I think I would've appreciated this movie more. It's just, imagine a movie about Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird's Ninja Turtle inventing. We'd all rather see a movie about the turtles, not the creators.