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Originally Posted by HarleyQuinn22 
I loved that she told the cheating brother-in-law that she'd be watching him closely, then proceeded to get on a ship and sail off to God knows where.
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Ha ha. Yeah, there's that too.
Ah, but if we just go on about the "back in the regular world" epilogue aspect of the third act, we then overlook the Hatter's victory dance (whatever the fuck it was called), a moment which can never, ever, ever possibly be ripped on and snarked on enough by anyone as far as I'm concerned. That one moment was probably the all time lowest moment of Depp's career that I can possibly think of since... since ever pretty much.
I still can't believe that this came from the same actor/director duo that gave us Ed Wood and Edward Scissorhands (hell, I’ll even throw love to Sleepy Hollow and Sweeney Todd, fuck what anyone else thinks). Christ, the phrase "how the mighty have fallen" was practically invented for moments like this one.
The whole movie ranges anywhere from blah to kinda watchable to just downright awful, but the last bulk in particular is absolutely cringe worthy in every possible way that only the absolute worst and most insipid mainstream family movies can be.
I mean yeah, Alice looked kinda cool in that suit of battle armor, and a few of the visuals for the Jabberwocky battle were pretty damn good... but this of course is negated by the fact that this is
Alice in fucking Wonderland that we're talking about here and a sentence like "Alice looked cool in that battle armor" and “jabberwocky battle” should
never have to come out of anyone's mouth in relation to what's supposed to be a fairly straight(ish) adaptation of the story.
I know my share of guys who are D&D/Lord of the Rings dorks who are the kind of people who nut themselves to anything that has to do with anything that’s even vaguely medieval/Tolkien/sword and sorcery-ish, and who try to apply all of those tropes as well dice-rolling-RPG-stat bullshit to pretty much anything and everything that they can possibly think of to ascribe all that crap onto, regardless of how ill-fitting it may be.
I'm not kidding when I say that those guys would probably get a kick out of this movie and maybe even outright love it unironically; specifically
because of its attempts to LOTR-ize Wonderland. As a lover of most things Alice and Carroll, it’s for that reason that I seriously wish I could somehow cram all their RPG source books up their collective asses.
I can get behind the Cheshire Cat love though definitely. Fry’s voice work is indeed a highlight.
If you told be back in the 90’s that Burton would be tackling a live action Alice in Wonderland film, I’d have told you with full confidence that it’d be a sure-fire grand slam, no contest, no questions asked, and absolutely no hesitation in saying so. That I’d be so, so wrong isn’t even the most dispiriting part; it’s WHY I’d have been wrong that’s the real killjoy. This movie takes everything that made Charlie and the Chocolate Factory so middling and just amplifies it all to ludicrous proportions, while inventing a few brand new issues all its own.
Still, not to sound like an apologist for Burton, but a fair share of the blame MUST be laid at Linda Woolverton’s feet. The screenplay for this is absolute garbage for the most part, and much of what’s wrong with the film is in no small part due to it, and squarely so.
In spite of this though, Burton is an A-list director and has been for a very long time now; he’s more than got the pull and the power in Hollywood to have gotten the whole script overhauled completely should he have chosen to do so, and its ultimately just as much his fault that he didn’t bother to. Either he didn’t recognize the script as the utter dross that it is, or he saw that it sucked but just ultimately didn’t give a crap enough to make some noise about it. Or perhaps maybe it was a little from column A, and a little from column B. Either way, that’s pretty fucking sad. And telling.
I know that Burton has always had his detractors since pretty much day 1, but in my opinion the man was once indeed a real Artist (capital A) and was among my all time favorite filmmakers; in terms of evoking that whole “awe inspiring sense of childhood wonder” thing, he was far more to my taste growing up than someone like Steven Spielberg sometimes tended to be in that whole department. Ask me to pick between E.T. and either Beatlejuice or Scissorhands, and both Beatlejuice and Scissorhands win hands down, no room for debate. I don’t give a fuck how “wrong” that makes me in the eyes of other film-nerds. Hell, I’ll even throw Batman Returns up against it.
But to see Burton now reduced to more or less a shill for Hot Topic (and Disney now apparently as well) is just soul-crushingly depressing.
Between this and Eddie Murphy’s career (along with god knows how many other examples I can’t bring to mind right now), it’s enough to make me never EVER want to have kids, out of fear that something about the experience of fatherhood evidently makes all of ones sensibilities just wilt and decompose into supreme and immense lameness.