I think the last time I pulled an all-nighter was during the last few days before my final year University project had to be handed in.

How I remember those torturous hours of trying to be productive, while also using the library wifi to Netflix ‘Jonathan Creek’.

But, it was worth it in the end.

On Friday night though, I turned up to the snazzy Prince Charles Cinema in Leicester Square for a Disney marathon. With my girlfriend. We arrived at about 9pm, and didn’t leave until 8am.

I did it though. Didn’t sleep a wink and watched every minute of every flick. I’d seen nearly all of them as a kid – but here’s what I noticed about each one as an adult:

Alice in Wonderland:

I always think that weirdness is more of a modern thing – but that’s clearly not true.

This film is perhaps the most accurate representation of how a dream (or nightmare!) plays out that I’ve ever seen. Also, the Queen of Hearts – what a pain in the arse.

The Jungle Book:

I loved this as a kid. And when ‘the bare necessities’ came on – everyone in the cinema was singing and clapping. It’s great how fond and nostalgic we are of our childhood memories.

Also, as an adult, I now can’t help but relate to Bagheera! Trying to keep his cool, while organising troublesome people around a busy world! Anyone who has worked as a supervisor in a previous life will know that I mean.

Lilo & Stitch:

Even as a kid those films where everything goes wrong the whole time used to jar me.

It hasn’t changed as an adult!

I didn’t enjoy this at the start – but, as it went on, I got more involved and I thought the FBI agent turned social worker was hilarious.

The Little Mermaid:

This was made in 1989 I think, but its attitudes to women are very, very dated.

Beauty and the Beast:

I loved this as a kid, and it brought back fond memories. How hilarious is Gaston!?

However as an adult, it seems crazy that the Beast is allowed to get away with falsely imprisoning someone just because they walked into his castle!

Aladdin:

I miss Robin Williams.

The Lion King:

I think the biggest thing to take away from this is to never, ever, ever, ever, trust your creepy uncle…

Also, you experience a kind of smugness when you go to an event like this and manage to stay awake. How I scorned upon the others who slept through most of the films.

Still…once I got on the bus back home, tiredness hit me like Mike Tyson. So maybe they were the real winners.