It seems to have become fashionable to bash Tim Burton. The thing is, I can even see why. A lot of his movies have the same look. The same feel, to be more precise. Dark, misshapen. With pale, thin goth girls and way too much eyeliner. And Helena Bonham Carter. The man can’t do anything right anymore, at least in the eyes of some critics.
Now, the thing is this. I have complained about Tim Burton’s movies too, in the past. Not so much about the goth chicks, for although I don’t regard myself as in the least gothophile, I can see why the look might be perceived as pretty. And I don’t mind the darkness, and the odd costumes. I do, however, think that there is such a thing as too much Helena Bonham Carter. Or Johnny Depp, for that matter. Both are wonderful actors. I adored Depp in everything I’ve ever seen him in. I wish I could say the same for Mrs. Bonham Carter, but then again, no one could have saved Bellatrix Lestrange with that script. It’s just that they seem to be in every single movie Tim Burton has ever made (in the last ten years).