In America... there are no... cats.
One of my all-time favorites from my favorite director of animated films of all time, Don Bluth. I still get a little eyeball sweat (thanks Coach Ruff!) each time I hear the fragile notes of "Somewhere out There". The simple act of telling the story of immigrants coming to New York during the reign of Tammany Hall from the perspective of Russian mice was a stroke of artistic genius.
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