Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory

Willy Wonka and The Chocolate Factory movie poster

 

Ever know you’ve seen a movie, but can’t really remember it? So after seeing the Tim Burton remake, I decided to put the original on my Netflix queue because I just couldn’t spark the brain cells that contained my recollections of it.

This is the first of two posts that are bound to upset friends… this one will surely hurt the feelings of H the Mean Teacher. First I come down hard on Nirvana, and now I am ambivalent about one of her favorite movies! For that I’m sorry, but I think I can mitigate the damage by briefly explaining my rating system.

In a word, it’s subjective. I’m not trying to be a film critic (or rather, what a film critic ought to be, in a perfect world), whose job it is to evaluate a film’s quality and achievement in light of a deep knowledge of world cinema and then leaven it with a personal perspective. Rather, my ratings are the inverse: the personal response first, and then a consideration of the movie’s history and general critical consensus. I wouldn’t necessarily give an acknowledged classic a high rating if I personally didn’t care for it.

So, I gave this one 3 stars even though it enjoys a cult following that will no doubt gang up on me on the street and pelt me with Everlasting Gobstoppers while chanting the “Oompa Loompa” theme tune. I did like the bit where Wonka spookily intones “We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.” I could swear that has been sampled in some electronica track, although can’t for the life of me remember which. Sounds like something The Orb would seize on, but I’m not sure. Anyone? (an aside: The Future Sound of London sampled the movie dialogue “Everybody on line… Lookin’ good,” and for some reason I always mentally associated it with Jack Nicholson in One Flew Over the Cuckoo Nest. Until one day, I’m watching Aliens… and there it is, out of the mouth of a colonial marine.)

Sorry to add insult to injury, Mean Teacher, but I also must say here that I unexpectedly loved the Tim Burton remake.

4 thoughts on “Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory”

  1. I loved the original as a child… and I think it was great for its time. Now looking back at it, it does kind of suck, just like lots of tv in the 1970s. I did unexpectedly enjoy the new version when I finally got to see it… and I had the same reaction to Johnny Depp as Holley.

  2. No, no, don’t have a feed or blogroll or whatever, just a coincidence. In fact, I hadn’t checked by in, like, two days, and then there were three posts to read and Booger all driving me nuts (apparently “Spiderman” was “broken”).

    Remember when Jason had that ghastly NIN video with all the chainsaws and blood and violence (and poop? I think there was poop) and us all leaving the room not too terribly sure if we’d just seen a snuff film or not? Yeah, the love affair with ol’ Trent kinda ended there for me.

    When the Boog was teeny tiny, he used to love “Losing My Religion.”

  3. What the heck? I just posted that… practically five minutes ago! Do you have some kind of software gizmo that lets you know when a blog is updated? (told you I was new to this. How sad; I use a computer all day for a living…)

    Now that I know which H. in Boots you were (kidding of course), I could have sworn you scolded me for not having seen it yet… maybe it was Sophomore year. I’m pretty sure I finally did watch it on some dorm lounge TV, but I dunno… like I said I don’t really remember it. For me, my Junior year was my “lost year,” so it’s entirely possible I made some shit up in my head to fill in the blanks.

    Hey, I love Fight Club, too! Like a proper consumer, I’ve got the novel, dvd, and soundtrack on my shelf. FYI, if you’re like me and am losing patience waiting for the next David Fincher movie, you can tide yourself over with his Nine Inch Nails video

  4. Um. Where are you being ambivalent about Fight Club?

    If I ever told you I thought Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory was a favorite, I must’ve been on something. Perhaps I said this sophomore year? Much of sophomore year is a haze to me.

    Or perhaps… I’m the one from Texas… dyed my hair periodically and liked combat boots? Majored in French?

    Anyway, enough abuse. I too unexpectedly enjoyed Charlie, and was especially disturbed by enjoying Johnny Depp’s performance. I’ll never figure out why.

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