Review
And yet again Tim Burton's ego gets in the way as it did with Willy Wonka seriously thinking that he can improve an age old classic by replacing what he refers to as a mere series of events a little girl stumbles through with a trite paint by numbers good versus evil story a la Lord of the Rings Trilogy Chronicles of Narnia Golden Compass. He leaves out the magic of the books the cutting wit the Topsy turvy absurdity which make the stories so special and a little girl called Alice who's precocious cleverness is way beyond her years. It is not about stifling a director's artistic vision (which every artist has a right to) or reworking of the story but the mere greed and egotistical ambitiousness with which he went after this project clearly to fatten his pockets. Poor Lewis Carrol is rolling in his grave.