What I was thinking during the avalanche scene.

The snow was everywhere—Mulan couldn’t see anything else. It was all coming at her, trying to sweep her away, trying to kill her.

But it was worse for her horse. Her horse battled the snow as hard as he could—racing to make it back up the mountain. It was impossible, though; he kept ducking under and reemerging, then again. It was all in vain.

And movie viewer stared in confusion at what she saw on the screen. That horse must be immortal; there was no way anything could survive that much snow coming at them. It would obviously break the horse’s legs, and there was no way he could keep coming back up like that.

And a few minutes later—when Mulan, Shang, and the horse were being pulled up by that rope—there was no way that was possible. How on earth could a single small rope be enough to hold up two people and a horse?

The movie viewer sighed. Oh well. Such is animation.