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3:58 p.m., Feb. 19
Wow. Just wow.
So Johnny Depp has adopted a bold, new eye-makeup routine for this one...
Actually, that's not true. He's actually just doing a drag version of Winona Ryder in Beetlejuice...
Seriously, though, remember when Gervais said that Depp would wear anything Tim Burton told him to? WE ALL THOUGHT IT WAS A JOKE.
Who's laughing now? No one. Really, no one.
But seriously, remember back when Reader OC (Original Critic) Duncan Shepherd wrote a review of Steven Spielberg's Munich? Here's how it opened:
"When Steven Spielberg's frustrating courtship of Oscar finally reached consummation, it was for the one-two punch of 1993. A monstrous (in more than one sense) summer blockbuster, Jurassic Park, followed up, in the year-end awards season, with the epitome of the Prestige Picture, Schindler's List. Dinosaurs on the one hand, the Holocaust on the other. A man of many parts, an artist of vast range. A similar game plan appeared to have been mapped out this year. War of the Worlds in the summertime, just to prove that Spielberg can still pack them into the seats, and then at the holidays a hugger-mugger film of such gravity, such bravery, such integrity, that it refused to stoop to the sort of crass marketeering that got Spielberg to the top of the pedestal he sits upon today."
I'm beginning to think Depp has a similar sort of game plan, only instead of yo-yo-ing between popcorn and prestige - a phenomenon known to filmbuffs as the Spielberg-Soderbergh Production Principle - he bounces from Burton to...everything else.
I mean, Depp has worked with Burton so many times that it's beginning to give Scorsese-DiCaprio a run for its money. Edward Scissorhands, Ed Wood, Sleepy Hollow, Charlie & the Chocolate Factory, Corpse Bride, Sweeney Todd, Alice in Wonderland, and now this. Somebody whimsically pinch me.