Beetlejuice
It took me something like a month or something to finish the film. It’s one of the rare cases when I have a hard time going through the first half hour or 45 minutes of the film, and then get into it so I finish it with a great feeling. That exactly happened here.
I liked the first ten minutes until the main character’s death and subsequent weird situation, and found it very painful how they really were not helped at all. The whole universe was rude and I found myself rooting for them because I felt so sad for them seeing their lovely house demolished. I also didn’t really get why Winona Ryder’s character was so odd at the beginning, and why she failed at supporting them as well.
Later on, however, I have come to enjoy the character’s weirdness, even the crazy mother. By the time the dinner party was dancing around, I was wholeheartedly enjoying the silly choreography and had a good laugh. I had a vague idea beforehand that the whole story would turn into something good, and the end actually did leave a feel-good impression. I like these stories in which things come to a wholly good end, and in this case, it felt believable. The events actually shaped the characters and turned them into more understanding humans. Very touching and, well, lovely.
Almost everybody I know finds the film odd, and really, the blatant 90’s style of the film coupled with Tim Burton’s weakness for weird things really IS odd. But then, it gave me a nice surprise to see how much I ended up enjoying the story despite its dragging beginning.