I was both "excited and scared." These words, as sung by Little Red Riding Hood in the classic, Stephen Sondheim musical, echoed my sentiments as I walked into Disney's film adaptation of Into the Woods, a play I hold in very high regard and one of the seminal musicals that developed my love for the form. My cause for concern stemmed from director Rob Marshall (Chicago, Nine), whom, to this point, I don't believe has made a particularly good movie. Sitting down in the theater, my heart was pounding. Then, the fifteen-minute-long opening prologue started, and I began to settle. The show was in good hands, and the result is a successful entry into movie musical canon, even despite some issues. The film opens with a focus, primarily, on three separate fairy tales, two familiar to us all and one a new creation. First is Cinderella (Anna Kendrick) attending the king's festival,...