Feed your head elsewhere
Alice in Wonderland, fantasy, rated PG, Regal Stadium 14, 1 chile
Tim Burton is one of those directors whose very name calls to mind a specific aesthetic. He created this reputation in the 1980s and ’90s with darkly humorous, highly imaginative, macabre material such as Beetlejuice and Edward Scissorhands. But somewhere along the way, Burton grew unimaginative in the use of his imagination. In recent years, he’s become the go-to director for tired properties that require a bit of Gothic weirdness for new-generation updates: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Planet of the Apes, Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street, and now Alice in Wonderland.
Despite the title’s similarity to many film adaptations of Lewis Carroll’s work (and there have been many of them), this movie isn’t an adaptation so much as a sequel — sort of. If you think of the 1991 Steven Spielberg film Hook, in which an older Peter goes back to Neverland, then you have an idea of what to expect.
The film opens with Alice (Mia Wasikowska), now blossomed into womanhood, receiving a marriage proposal from a stuffy young aristocrat (Leo Bill). On the same day, she also sees a white rabbit (voiced by Michael Sheen) with a stopwatch. Faced with the prospect of getting hitched to the dud, she crawls down a rabbit hole and re-enters
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