So basically in my concept, Jackie and her mother live in this rundown housing project in the Bronx. Their sleaze-ball landlord is Mr. Giant. Instead of the kid exploring a giant world in the clouds, she travels through pipe-shaped beanstalk vines, making her fun-sized. During her tiny adventure (in a not-so-tiny New York penthouse), she uncovers some dirt on Giant that could royally cramp his expensive style.
Boy when you drop an old fable on a story artist's lap, and put a gun to his head...lol