This is one of Hayley Mills's sorriest movies. It reeks of phony nostalgia. Worst of all, it has no plot. What is the point of this movie other than to stupefy the audience into longing for "good ol' days" that never existed? Hayley's mother, Mary Hayley Bell, wrote a scathing letter to Walt Disney about this film. She thought her daughter deserved better, and she did. I will say Michael J. Pollard put in a good effort, which is admirable. Burl Ives was creepy, as usual.
Review of Summer Magic
