The Nostalgia of Innocence.

Sometime last year, the subject of cartoon crushes came up in one of my classes at college. I have a feeling I brought it up, but basically, we were confessing who we had crushes on in cartoons (mainly Disney films, for the obvious reasons) when we were younger.
One of my friends admitted she had a thing for Simba, which was met with a variety of reactions, all quite funny, suggesting things like beastiality and such. (For her sake, Simba does have an attractive voice, and if he were a man, I'm sure he'd be quite attractive).

I was thinking about this, and who I said. For the record, it was Derek from the Swan Princess, and Tulio form the Road to El Dorado. (I've obviously got a type). But this got me thinking about all the Disney films, you know, back when they were GOOD.
Good in my books generally means that
1. There is one of more musical numbers.
2. There is love. And a happy ending.
3. There is no Nicholas Cage, Zac Effron or any other of those Disney-pop youths.
4. It is animated.
5. There is a clear distinction between good and bad. You know who is who.

And THAT is why old Disney films are so much better (with the exception of The Princess and The Frog, because that looks good).