A Sanrio oddity from 1978 that treats five Greek myths like a record player skipping between stories, each one rewritten through a disco lens that shouldn't work but does. The animation is rough and the structure falls apart when you look at it straight on. What saves it is the Wondermaker, a shape-shifting guide who treats mythology like a costume closet, turning classical tragedy into something genuinely strange and quietly unsettling. You watch it not because it's polished but because nothing else sounds like it, and once it ends, you realize that was exactly the point.
Orpheus guides us through five ancient Greek tales reborn for a modern audience. A mysterious shapeshifter called Wondermaker becomes our companion, transforming into legendary figures to reveal what their stories still mean today. We watch Perseus face the horrors of Medusa, Actaeon suffer divine punishment for forbidden knowledge, Mercury embody the poison of jealousy, Orpheus risk everything to reclaim lost love from the underworld itself, and Phaeton nearly destroy the world through reckless ambition. Each myth pulses with vibrant animation and a soundtrack that blends disco grooves with rock energy, creating something that feels both timeless and unmistakably of its era. These aren't dusty classical lessons: they're warnings dressed in color and sound about desire, consequence, and the limits of mortal power. The film moves with infectious rhythm, each story building toward truths about human nature that refuse to stay buried. If you're drawn to mythology that swings rather than whispers, this delivers ancient wisdom through a decidedly seventies lens.