From the introduction:
What weird, artsy, pretentious, avant-garde smartass dared to make a movie with no plot and a passive protagonist? Was it Godard? Bunuel? Brakhage? No, it was Walt Disney, the man whose name is now synonymous with toothless, benign, formulaic "family entertainment." Walt Disney. Disney’s two features previous to Bambi were the 2 1/2-hour salute to classical music, Fantasia, and the gorgeous 61-minute parable Dumbo. Don’t let people tell you that Walt Disney was some kind of reactionary, conservative fuddy-duddy peddling colorful fantasy. At the top of his game, Walt Disney was the most exciting, most experimental, most daring moviemaker alive. Bambi is the peak of his art.
And now, for a less serious take on Bambi, the animated classic Bambi Meets Godzilla (in case one or two of you still haven't seen it):
Here's some footage from Animal Planet in which a Canadian photographer discovers the real life Bambi and Thumper in his backyard:
Bambi is so cute you could just eat him up, right? Especially if he was also a cake: