The latter-day canonization of Tim Burton as a respected member of the artiste community could not have come at a worse time in his career.
Last year, Burton, whose version of Roald Dahl’s Charlie and the Chocolate Factory screens this Sunday at the Film Society at Lincoln Center, was the chairman of the main competition jury at the Cannes Film Festival. Burton was also the subject of a massive multi-media exhibit at Manhattan’s Museum of Modern Art, where his sketches, paintings and films, among other artifacts and paraphernalia, were lovingly displayed.
Unfortunately, Burton’s Alice in Wonderland flopped out into theaters in 2010, too. Burton had been flirting with adapting Lewis Carroll’s fantastical adventure novel for a little more than twenty years. Finally, when he committed to the project, he sucked the ever-loving life out of it. They love him! We hate him.
The public reception of almost every film Burton has made recently, from the miscalculated but not disastrous Planet of the Apes reboot to Alice in Wonderland, has ranged from lukewarm to sharply hostile, from fans and critics alike. More
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By Simon Abrams
on November 4th, 2011 5:02pm