Monday, before they left, Dad and Bette joined Jean, Kelly and I in attending Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Tim Burton's rendition of the book by Roald Dahl. Kelly and I read both Willy Wonka books when she was six or seven, and as much as I recall, this movie does a wonderful job of capturing the story. Burton injects a bit of his own ideas (Willy Wonka's father, the dental practitioner, for instance), but in toto, this was a wonderful movie version. It makes me want to rent the Gene Wilder version to remind myself what that one was like.
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