A few weeks ago, I got the chance to see the Disney movie again. It's one of those awkward things where I think the individual components are worth more individually than as a whole. Lovely backgrounds and animation, nice music, some genuinely terribad dialogue, and several serious gaps in logic.
And poor Esmeralda's dancing dress is only slightly more attractive in film.
Her gimmick is that she has less poseability than a pair of Fiskars, which helps her dance, in theory.
The Little Mermaids, Belle, Jasmine, and Pocahontas all have their matched menfolk. I would grab a manfriend for Esmeralda, but somehow Mattel forgot to produce the most important character. Quasimodo and Phoebus just don't cut it for me.