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Tim Burton has triumphantly welded the medium of film in "
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Wonderland is its own world. While it borrows figures it is not a symbol or even an illustration of what the world should be or is from a skewed perspective. It is what it is: a land of color and whimsy, chartered to cherish innocence while extolling goodness. It is a shelter sorely needed. Dropped like a stone deep into this collage of crimson, indigo and saffron is
Wonderland only provides an avenue, a format by which she can simply be awake.
The movie itself is family friendly without being preachy. It is a children's story which holds the adult's attention. It has no modern subtext, no hidden meaning, no twist ending; it is simple storytelling in the best tradition. The true ogre is not aristocracy; it's bad behavior.
Each character is complex and sympathetic. Even on the playing field of black and white, heroes and villains, there is room for analysis and understanding.
The Red Queen (Helena Bonham Carter) is truly pathetic, wearing her misery just below the surface of her painted face and her, appropriately, bulbous head. She is not so much loved as she is feared and she is fully aware of her loathsome state, yet, even in her most agitated moments she remains superbly insolent, with a dry English wit always willing to pierce the soul of any foe with a snide observation.
Johnny Depp, with his costume of frizzy orange hair, top hat and ludicrous yellow eyes presents his Mad Hatter not as a comical banshee but more as a simpatico to Alice herself. Like his costume, he is a cacophony of man's best traits and man's worst foibles. Forever, emotionally, in the moment, his gallant yet rambunctious nature endears him to both Alice and the audience.
Seeing a quality movie, much like eating a finely cooked meal or hearing a good song, elevates the one privileged to taste the mastery. "
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