Corpse Bride, and Further Attempts to Curtail Christian Slater's Supremacy over the Blog

by robbiefreeling
September 21, 2005 6:34 AM
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I concur. I'm going to fill this space with some pointless blather about film just to push the photo a little further down. Do we all now see the problem with setting up a democratic film society here, where everyone gets to slap their latest fetishes up there on the screen for all to see.

So, let me give you my thoughts on CORPSE BRIDE, which I saw on Friday night with a shockingly rowdy (or was it appreciative and sensation-starved?) audience. What the film lacks in any sort of propulsive narrative it more than makes up for in its sheer idiosyncratic nature. Though it's not my wish to bandy about a word like "idiosyncratic," so overused when applied to Burton, whose output in recent years has mostly been pandering and coasting on his outdated self-proclaimed "otherness," there's a real sense here that only Burton could have gotten a bizarre little tchotchke like this made at a studio...a very demure little Russian folklore adaptation filmed in (CGI enhanced in spots) outmoded stop motion animation; short on plot, long on glistening inky blue surfaces and elongated figurines, Corpse Bride is a surprisingly minor affair, but is all the more impressive for being so. I remember being inspired by its simple fade-out, which comes just at the moment where the plot ends, no grandiose flair, no final moments of shocking revelation; there's not much brouhaha to accompany Burton's film, just a sweet approximation of curling up by the fireside and listening to a familiar bedtime story. Despite its increasingly antiquated format, it's not an event, just a reminder that can still charm...it just needs to seem this effortless.

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