In the seriously entertaining “Big Eyes,” working on a modest scale akin to “Ed Wood,” Tim Burton descends from the billion-dollar-grossing heights of “Alice in Wonderland” to a biography of an artist whose work was embraced for all the wrong reasons and a fraud carried out against her passionate, personal imagery.
Working from a script by Scott Alexander and Larry Karasewski -- who, notably, penned Burton's similarly themed "Ed Wood" -- it focuses on the story of Walter Keane, the artist who became a pop-culture sensation in the 1950s and 1960s for his paintings of waifish children with weirdly oversized eyes (and who are often clutching puppies or kittens with similarly sad eyes).
Where Ed Wood was a valentine to artistic oddballs and eccentrics on the fringes told with an optimism that was certainly not mirrored in Wood’s real life, this is a story about the pain behind the façade of happiness and success.
It was seven years before he’d make Ed Wood, but even then he hated when people referred to the visionary behind Plan 9 from Outer Space as the “worst director of all time,” and his subsequent biopic was an ironic celebration.
It’s got a decent script from Scott Alexander and Larry Karaszewski (they wrote Burton’s Ed Wood), an approachable concept, and it didn’t cost $250 million.
In the other, smaller category dwell the eccentric, self-consciously grotesque, clearly more personal projects any self-respecting art school grad would love to sink his teeth into, à la Ed Wood, Frankenweenie, and Burton’s latest release, Big Eyes.