“Big Eyes” is probably the least Tim Burton-y “Tim Burton movie” ever, a real life drama about fraud in the art world in the 1950s and 1960s, specifically, the story of the Keanes and the dispute over who created the series of Big Eye paintings.
Margaret (Amy Adams) got herself out of a bad marriage during a time when such a thing was not common at all, and she ended up in San Francisco, where she met Walter Keane (Christoph Waltz), a charming painter who took a liking to her and her paintings of small sad or scared children with big eyes. They fall in love, get married, and Walter tries to sell his schmaltzy paintings of French side streets along with his wife’s big eye painting, and only the big eyes get any traction. In giving Walter something of a benefit of doubt, this movie show Walter going along with a simple misunderstanding and then later feeling remorse for it openly, so it is not like he is some insane plagiarist monster from the get go. But that is what he becomes.
This movie is mostly devoid of that Tim Burton weirdness. There is a touch of “Edward Scissorhands” in the depiction of Americana and suburbia and a little “Ed Wood” which can’t be avoid because it is another biopic written by the same people, but otherwise this could have been made by any old journeymen director. There is some extra lushness in the production design and in the way some of the shots are composed, but that’s about it. And that is not really a good or bad thing, it is just an observation. Could this movie have benefited from a little more Burton extravagance? Maybe it could have. Or maybe it was better to just let this wild story stand on its own, which is more or less the approach taken here.Continue Reading …