All hail Paddington director Paul King, because Wonka has no right being as much fun as it is but it is, it is fun, it is very fun indeed. While it's lighter on the sugarcoated nastiness that Roald Dahl tended to traffic in than I might've liked -- although Olivia Colman does her darndest and all I could think watching her was, "Let's make The Twits movie finally, we have our star!" -- it goos together its own whimiscal deliciousness anyway by sheer force of willpower, like that hydrodrolic press Instagram account where colorful candies are annhilated into something magical and unique. A technicolor tonic for these trying times, and Timmy's a hoot. So go forget your worries and forget your cares, but don't forget the chocolates.
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150 words or less.... It sucked balls and is a waste of hard earned money! Wake the fuck up Hollywood!!!!
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