Read Online Backstage Disneyland: The Secret's Out: Disney characters are real and they live behind the scenes at Disneyland by Brady MacDonald - Free Book Online
Authors: Brady MacDonald
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lowers himself by his whip until he’s dangling over the stage in full view of everyone in the theater. Everyone that is, except Mickey, who paints a scene with the broom-sized paintbrush.
To the audience, Indy’s inverted intrusion seems like a strange but intriguing element of the show - until he falls to the stage with a thunderous thud. A gasp sucks the air out of the theater until a momentarily-stunned Mickey tosses the paintbrush to Indy.
“Anything can happen when you use your imagination,” Mickey says without missing a beat.
Indy sloppily splashes some digital paint on the screen, making a mess of the magical map.
“Woody’s in,” Indy says in a hushed tone. “But he’ll only meet on his terms and his turf.”
“Whoa, you’re making quite a mess of the map there, Indy,” Mickey says, snatching away the giant paintbrush. “I can’t trust you to do anything.”
The caustic aside stings Indy’s pride. He’s been killing himself to do the impossible for Boss Mouse. Mickey waves the brush like a magic wand and instantly wipes clean the map. With an ascending wind chimes sound effect, a burst of pixie dust confetti rains down on the audience. Indy’s whip falls to the stage and he coils it on his hip.
“I’ve got an autograph session coming up at Pixar World,” Mickey whispers. “Tell Woody I’ll meet him right before that.”
Taking no chances, the brazen Disney security guards burst on stage, determined to capture the rogue Indy.
“Well, we’ve got to say goodbye to Indy now,” Mickey says, doing his best to keep the show from devolving into chaos.
Indy leaps off the stage and runs up the center aisle through the audience with a phalanx of security guards giving chase. He races through the Toontown train station and hops on the departing Disneyland Railroad locomotive train. Indy grabs a seat next a young boy wearing a full Indiana Jones costume and waves at the fading security guards as the train picks up speed.
“How are you enjoying Disneyland today,” Indy asks the slack-jawed boy as his mother snaps a photo of the pair.
The stadium-style seats facing into the park offer Indy a round-trip tour of Disneyland he rarely gets to enjoy. But the short-lived respite quickly ends as uniformed Disney guards start boarding the moving train. With no escape, Indy climbs on the roof of the passenger train as the guards follow in pursuit.
Two guards chase Indy to the back of the train atop the Lilly Belle caboose, an elegant Victorian parlor car named in honor of Walt Disney’s wife. Trapped, Indy turns to face his pursuers and pulls his revolver. The guards just laugh and continue closing in, knowing the gun is loaded with nothing more than blanks.
The chugging locomotive rounds a bend and Indy drops to his stomach just as the train enters a tunnel, which knocks the guards into the nearby brush. Inside the cavern, a fantastic diorama of the primeval world plays out with a prehistoric landscape of animatronic dinosaurs.
The pleasant diversion is short-lived. Exiting the tunnel, two more guards scramble atop the train and force Indy toward the steaming locomotive. Indy bounds across the striped canvas awnings covering the passenger cars like an acrobat on a trampoline, leaving the bumbling guards lagging behind. Jumping onto the coal car and into the Ward Kimball steam engine, Indy holds his gun to the conductor’s head.
“Floor it,” Indy commands.
The train picks up speed and races through the Tomorrowland station as Indy pulls the whistle, releasing a great wail. The acidic smell of smokestack soot fills the conductor’s cab. Cast members on the platform leap back from the tracks as the train barrels through the station.
A blow to the head with a coal shovel dazes Indy momentarily. Seeing stars, Indy fends off another two-handed swing by the shovel-wielding Disney guard. Stepping onto the shovel handle, Indy climbs up on the roof of the cab just as the second guard
To the audience, Indy’s inverted intrusion seems like a strange but intriguing element of the show - until he falls to the stage with a thunderous thud. A gasp sucks the air out of the theater until a momentarily-stunned Mickey tosses the paintbrush to Indy.
“Anything can happen when you use your imagination,” Mickey says without missing a beat.
Indy sloppily splashes some digital paint on the screen, making a mess of the magical map.
“Woody’s in,” Indy says in a hushed tone. “But he’ll only meet on his terms and his turf.”
“Whoa, you’re making quite a mess of the map there, Indy,” Mickey says, snatching away the giant paintbrush. “I can’t trust you to do anything.”
The caustic aside stings Indy’s pride. He’s been killing himself to do the impossible for Boss Mouse. Mickey waves the brush like a magic wand and instantly wipes clean the map. With an ascending wind chimes sound effect, a burst of pixie dust confetti rains down on the audience. Indy’s whip falls to the stage and he coils it on his hip.
“I’ve got an autograph session coming up at Pixar World,” Mickey whispers. “Tell Woody I’ll meet him right before that.”
Taking no chances, the brazen Disney security guards burst on stage, determined to capture the rogue Indy.
“Well, we’ve got to say goodbye to Indy now,” Mickey says, doing his best to keep the show from devolving into chaos.
Indy leaps off the stage and runs up the center aisle through the audience with a phalanx of security guards giving chase. He races through the Toontown train station and hops on the departing Disneyland Railroad locomotive train. Indy grabs a seat next a young boy wearing a full Indiana Jones costume and waves at the fading security guards as the train picks up speed.
“How are you enjoying Disneyland today,” Indy asks the slack-jawed boy as his mother snaps a photo of the pair.
The stadium-style seats facing into the park offer Indy a round-trip tour of Disneyland he rarely gets to enjoy. But the short-lived respite quickly ends as uniformed Disney guards start boarding the moving train. With no escape, Indy climbs on the roof of the passenger train as the guards follow in pursuit.
Two guards chase Indy to the back of the train atop the Lilly Belle caboose, an elegant Victorian parlor car named in honor of Walt Disney’s wife. Trapped, Indy turns to face his pursuers and pulls his revolver. The guards just laugh and continue closing in, knowing the gun is loaded with nothing more than blanks.
The chugging locomotive rounds a bend and Indy drops to his stomach just as the train enters a tunnel, which knocks the guards into the nearby brush. Inside the cavern, a fantastic diorama of the primeval world plays out with a prehistoric landscape of animatronic dinosaurs.
The pleasant diversion is short-lived. Exiting the tunnel, two more guards scramble atop the train and force Indy toward the steaming locomotive. Indy bounds across the striped canvas awnings covering the passenger cars like an acrobat on a trampoline, leaving the bumbling guards lagging behind. Jumping onto the coal car and into the Ward Kimball steam engine, Indy holds his gun to the conductor’s head.
“Floor it,” Indy commands.
The train picks up speed and races through the Tomorrowland station as Indy pulls the whistle, releasing a great wail. The acidic smell of smokestack soot fills the conductor’s cab. Cast members on the platform leap back from the tracks as the train barrels through the station.
A blow to the head with a coal shovel dazes Indy momentarily. Seeing stars, Indy fends off another two-handed swing by the shovel-wielding Disney guard. Stepping onto the shovel handle, Indy climbs up on the roof of the cab just as the second guard
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