This is the sort of film that drives studio ad men to the limits of their exasperation. They know that, worldwide, a certain percentage of people are, if nothing else, easily susceptible to hypnotic suggestion. Anyway, that’s what demographics tell them. And what are you going to do with a film version of E.B. White that has Nathan Lane as the cat say to the title character (a computer projection), “Talk to the butt!”?
All you can do is write those magic words, YOU WILL BELIEVE, and watch the suckers shamble in.