Despite Johnny Depp, the film feels more like a Tim Burton derivative than something he actually did himself.
di Kenneth Turan The Los Angeles Times
One pill makes you larger and one pill makes you small, and the pills Tim Burton gives you don't do very much at all.
With apologies to Jefferson Airplane's "White Rabbit," that more or less sums up "Alice in Wonderland," the director's middling new version of the Lewis Carroll tale. It has its successful moments but it's surprisingly inert overall, more like a Burton derivative than something he actually did himself.
Through no fault of its own, "Alice" also has the misfortune of being the first major 3-D release to come out after the "Avatar" revolution, and when you add in that Burton chose to shoot in 2-D and have the footage converted, it inevitably plays like one of the last gasps of the old-fashioned ways of doing things. [...]
di Kenneth Turan, articolo completo (4381 caratteri spazi inclusi) su The Los Angeles Times 4 marzo 2010