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i fucking loved it.
I never really fell for the original Wonka movie, though I did love the book.
Though there where certain points where I really didn't care very much for what was going on in the actual scene the environments where so rich and... involved that they where fun to watch as well.
Not to mention all of the wonderful adult/drug humor/innuendos ("Now kids even though the oompa-loompas love their cocoa nuts, beware of eating to many or you'll nose will start to itch"), and you have to love grown adults devouring a 7 foot tall mushroom.
At certain points Depp/Burton made Wonka a character all their own, in ways Wilder never did. I mean, at certain points in the movie the man was positively insane, like when he greeted the Kids at the gate, and not knowing what to say his first statement to them is "Happy Bluebirds", and then realizing that they wouldn't possibly understand him, he pulls out those little cards and starts to read from them. Throughout most of the film, he displays neurotically antisocial behavior bordering on autism, and for me that hit a soft spot. I can't count how many times in a day people will try to communicate with me, and I have no idea how to respond, and conversation cards come easily to mind to describe my automated reactions.
coincidentally, i watched an interview with burton on slash/dot about several of his drug innuendos in the movie, and the only thing he really talks about is the scholastic depth he attached to chocolate throughout the movie. he mentioned how chocolate(xocolatl) was used ritually by mayans in a variety of their religico-magical rituals, as offering, drink, and incense. His specific mentioning of that instance was when during one of his flashbacks, his father throws a basket of candy into the already burning fireplace, and as soon as the candy enters the flame, it begins to burn an irridescent blue, and then the flashback to the scene at hand was the point where they where shooting down the river of chocolate and all of the oompa-loompas where wearing blue as well. I haven't checked up on this so it might be a dubious bit of info, but Burton said that chocolate burns a blue smoke, and for the Maya this was considered a blue bridge between the faithful and the deity petitioned.
all in all i fucking loved it, and will definitely go and see it again before its out of theaters, but this time I might just do it sober.
If these sort of remakes are what are in store for the future, I can't wait to see the remake of the "Phantom Tollbooth". |
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