Not a bad movie, but a bit flat. Fortunately for the viewer, it does NOT feel like a typical Tim Burton movie which, frankly, is a relief (at least to me). Amy Adams is lite as cotton candy, and Christoph Waltz is good, though he’s becoming an all-too-articulate-enunciator-and-self-mocking-caricature of himself. He was amazing in Inglourious Basterds and Django Unchained, where his intellect crackled and popped, but here’s he’s just…a pitiful person who’s painted himself into a sharp corner. I suppose you’ll enjoy it, but you won’t rave about it, that’s for sure, and your kids will hold you responsible.
