Enchanted… spell-bound…charmed or maybe – bewitched? After a rather exhausting illness of reality, I have stumbled over and fell into the rabbit hole of the fantasy. Not talking deliriously, just being under influence of the Underworld. The Kid took me to the cinema.
I can understand why the movie got so contradictive reviews. For the many Tim Burton’s vision of the Wonderland seems like a travesty of the classic. Being Lewis Carroll’s fan for as long as I remember, I went to see new Alice movie purely for the 3D effects, fully expecting the re-take on the classical tale of the adventures of a little girl. So it came as a little surprise to me. Actually, a big surprise. Almost a shock. In a good way, mind you…
A world of fantasy... bizarre, illogical, absurd, and strangely beautiful. Where every day called a different name, and why wouldn’t they, as no day is ever the same. And a girl. Lost within her own fantasy.
And if she was, she might be, but if she isn't, she ain't.
But if she were so, she would be, but she isn't. Nohow.
Not a little girl, mind you. Makes you feel somewhat more related...
Did you know his name was Tarrant? I didn’t remember this from the book. The Mad Hatter’s name was Tarrant Hightopp. Or, maybe he was named this way by the screen writer. There are many debates if Mad Hatter from Alice’s fantasy represents Alice’s father in her reality. Somehow Burton’s vision or, perhaps, even more so – Johny Depp’s representation made this character charmingly romantic. Delightfully sensitive. Passionate. Insanely lovable. Whatever critics say, there truly was a chemistry between Tarrant and Alice. At least that’s how I saw it or how I wanted it to be? Perhaps, because it makes more sense to me – they fitted together so well. His logical insanity and her irrational dream.
In the last scene when Alice was about to return home and Hatter says You could stay and Alice replies What an idea, a crazy bad wonderful idea. But I can’t, there are questions I have to answer, things I have to do. I was screaming inside my mind Stay! Please stay!
How could you not wish to stay in your dream forever?! To be where everyone loves you? How could you not wish to be able to make impossible possible?!
This is impossible.
Only if you believe it is.
How could you not want to dream out anything you want! I know I would…
But I’m no Alice. Pity really. We would’ve made a perfect match – me and the crazy Man-In-Hat. We would have endless tea parties and talk in riddles and from time to time take a break to slay some Jabberwocky…I so wish she’d stay…He so wished it too…but instead he said Fairfarren, Alice… May you travel far under fair skies…