‘Saw “Alice in Wonderland” last night with the kids. I do not agree with twitterdom; I thought the film was great. It resonated to a side of me that was reminded of intangibles we lose with age. Of the loss of whimsy that comes with powerpoints, hypertension and car insurance. It made me wonder why I don’t practice my cartwheels* when I see open space anymore. Why I don’t hold my breath when I drive over bridges. Why I don’t get excited over Christmas or my own birthday. When did all that happen? Yes, methinks I may have lost my “much-ness”.
We watched the movie in 3D — a first for my three children. Throughout the film, I noticed my 6-year old reaching out into thin air to touch what she was seeing through the magic of plastic glasses. Perhaps, I did not need Tim Burton’s Alice and the prismatic imagery. What I needed to remind me of my “Wonderland” has been in front of my very eyes. Sporting a mohawk.
*Oh, wait. I remember now. 80 pounds of belly fat.
I actually liked Alice in the Wonderland too, and any Tim Burton film is always ok in my book … except the atrocity that is *shudder* Planet of the Apes.
@arsenio: ako naman, i never liked any of his movies. maybe edward scissorhands. all of his animated ventures, definitely not. this one was wonderful surprise.
maybe I ought to see this one to be reminded that I once looked at the clouds to see what kind of formation it holds for me. I have always tried to touch base with reality that I don’t enjoy it anymore.
@rolly: harder than it sounds; but we should definitely try to get in touch with our younger selves once in a while.