I do think, if nothing else, it cements the certainty that Burton has a fetish for women with pale skin and dark circles under their eyes.
It's not an awful movie. It's got a really interesting visual style, and none of the performances are bad. I don't know that
Alice in Wonderland is really the best fit for Burton's fairly typical "and then third-act violence saves the day" routine. Carroll's
Alice's Adventures in Wonderland is a work of both wit and whimsy, which is a good part of why it has endured for so long. Burton's
Alice is singularly lacking in the wit, and for every moment of whimsy there seems to have to be an equal and opposite moment of horror. There's a lot of sense that it's more a movie with some Wonderland-flavored trappings than something that's really in any way faithful to the spirit of the original.
...I mean, the Mad Hatter pulls a frickin' claymore, ferchrissakes.
It's not a movie I'm sorry I saw, I don't wish for the two hours back or anything. I think "awful" is over-stating the case, and certainly That Guy With the Glasses has a bit of a penchant for playing up the worst in anything (often to quite entertaining effect.) It's too extreme a movie to be described as "mediocre" or "forgettable", but it still resides in my mind in that pale pudding between good and bad.
Edit to add: If anyone hasn't read
Alice in Wonderland or
Through the Looking Glass, they can be had for free at
Project Gutenberg. They aren't long books. Go give them a look. Read them on your phone on your commute.