Pfieff-Dawg's best days are behind her (a place I used to crave crazily). HBC was servicable. CGM didn't do much other than make me think WTF once her character finally came to life. Bella Heathcote appears to have the chops. The movie constantly teases us as to her importance but forgets about her for quite a few looooooong stretches. It gets a pass when the times spent instead on Depp & Green (who steals it).

But then there's the little boy, the scumbag Dad, the business ventures & a buncha other stuff thrown in for bad measure. First Burton flick I've seen in the theater since Sleepy Hollow. Seems like I can't wait just as long for the next one.