Friday, August 21, 2015

Big Fish (2003, Tim Burton)

I saw this movie already some time ago. Holidays are good for reducing backlogs also.
So a film by Tim Burton - I have seen mostly as solitary experiences, but I should also see them as part of a certain director's output. So I was surprised what else I have seen by this director before. Some charming features about Chocolate Factories, something about ambitions bigger than abilities (Ed Wood) and also something about blending fantasy and reality (Edward Scissorhands).
Here we also have persons who cannot decide where fiction starts and faction ends. Or what is truth. Is ornamenting the truth a lie, escaping from reality or just making the present more beautiful and poetic.
In a way I got a bit tired of these fairy tale escapades, but stayed for the father-son-conflict. The end suggests a reconciliation between exuberant paternal imagination and a filial sober realism. The son will see the potential beauty and poetry in everyday blabla and will allow to let fantasy a part of his life. OK.
The picture side of this film is a bit too mignon, as if passing the threshold to imagination invariably leads to a world inhabited  by Disney-like creatures.
Let's call it tolerable entertainment and give it a 6/10.
Imagination creates larger than life companions

Father has done it again: entertaining with rehashed stories

Storywise death is a point of no returb

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