I was just watching this Burton remake for the first time the other day, and I’m on the other end of the spectrum. I honestly couldn’t sit through it without developing a mild cranial hemorrhage. This says a lot, considering the amazing level of visual detail it was given. It’s that the dialog was so horrific I couldn’t watch it without the feeling that my brain was liquifying. Depp’s rendition of the titular character may have been a departure, and despite the fact that he was just way too random to even be a solid character, that wasn’t what ruined it for me.
The story lost its edge, its humor, its snappy whimsicality. I know Burton’s whole trademark is the flip side of the coin and it’s hard to argue with the brilliance of his stylized visions, but the narrative was just painfully dull, and the effects weren’t enough to make up for it. Anyone who’s seen the original would probably want to go into the remake expecting a surprise, something new, a twist … instead, the remake drags along and relies on flat punchlines and awkward pauses. I despise the recent film trend of the post-punchline awkward pause, as if the viewer is expected to keep laughing at a drawn out double-take. Lawlz, the characters are pausing and awkwardly staring at each other! Moar funnys!
All the money and set design talent in Hollywood can’t replace quality dialog. The original had such heart that it didn’t need million dollar sets. The remake sadly traded one for the other. I wouldn’t be surprised if Roald Dahl has probably joined Dr. Seuss in some counseling group in the afterlife for child authors whose material has been depraved and violated beyond reproach on the silver screen.