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Roald
Dahl’s Charlie and the Chocolate is a strange book. It’s
simultaneously both dark and delightsome, a child’s fantasy
and heavy morality tale all at once. But as a story, it’s incomplete.
It’s a dream sequence, a light story that is only superficially
conclusive.
Mel Stuart’s Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory
approached the problem by focusing in on Charlie and telling a tale
of integrity. Faced with the prospect of an opportunity to provide
Slugsworth with information about the factory, Charlie proves his
worth by returning the everlasting gobstopper to Wonka.
It’s a great approach. And virtually necessary to make a
complete story out of Dahl’s book. In anticipation of Burton’s
film, I could not fathom how Burton would address the issue without
relying on Stuart’s film. As it turns out, Burton (and writer
John August) solve the problem by shifting gears altogether. The
main character is no longer Charlie, it’s Willy. By adding
a back-story of Willy’s childhood and an afterward of his
reconciliation with it, Burton manages to tell a rounded story in
the midst of Dahl’s.
Wonka’s story of the relationship with his father is a good
one, particularly insofar as its evolution is fueled, in part, by
Charlie. But it’s hard not to see it simply as an attempt
to make something out of Dahl’s story – which it is.
Simply put, I think Mel Stuart’s story is the stronger one,
though it could have been improved upon. Neither film focused on
Dahl’s primary theme – the spoiling of children by their
parents – which likely would have been the best route to take.
But Burton’s story is still a good one. In part, perhaps,
because it allows for a more developed Wonka. Played with a perfect
peculiarity by Johnny Depp, this Willy Wonka is socially inept with
something of an aversion towards children. In ways strongly reminiscent
of Edward Scissorhands, his encounter with children begins
to trigger memories of his own difficult childhood, growing up with
a strict father (Christopher Lee). After all is said and done, it
is Charlie (Freddy Highmore) who has taught him the importance of
family.
But while Burton’s take on the story is about family, it’s
really about something else – the chocolate factory. Burton
is at home creating the magical world of a candy maker. It’s
strange, it’s fascinating, it’s fun to look at, and
if we could reach through the screen, I’d bet it tastes good
too.
And everything tastes like Tim Burton. His hand is perpetually
evident as we go from Elfman’s score to Charlie’s Big
Fish-like crooked house to a stark Batman-esque
London. We never forget that Burton’s behind the scenes, but
I think that’s a good thing. Particularly because Dahl’s
book is a dark one, and no one conveys the simultaneous feeling
an ominous threat and pure joyful innocence like Burton does. Burton’s
strong faithfulness to the text is appropriate. In the end, I think
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is a weaker product than
Stuart’s 1971 film, but it’s a better adaptation of
Dahl’s book – which, I think, is exactly what Burton
was aiming for.
By the way, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is the first
time I've ever seen an MPAA warning that includes the phrase "quirky
situations". That's a terribly fun phrase to have in your MPAA
warning, and telling of the film, I think.
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