In this American classic, we follow Charlie Bucket (Peter Ostrum), a poor boy from a destitute family, on an amazing adventure! Willy Wonka (Gene Wilder), world-renown chocolatier, decides to have a contest, where five lucky children around the world who find the golden ticket in one of his chocolate bars will get to visit his amazing factory!
Charlie uses some spare change to buy a bar and finds himself a ticket, news so exciting that it miraculously allows his formerly bedridden grandfather to not only walk, but accompany Charlie on his trip (>_>). And to think: All those years the family was practically starving, all Grandpa(Jack Robertson) needed to get out of bed and get to work was some good news. Cause that’s how disability works*.
Once there, Charlie and Grandpa meet the most privileged brats in life, their enabling parents, as well as Mr. Wonka, who presents himself as eccentric but is lowkey sadistic as fuck and enjoys seeing them punished as they flagrantly disobey his rules.
Ultimately, Grandpa’s immaturity and Wonka’s shadiness nearly cost Charlie the opportunity of a lifetime, but everything works out in the end. Because Hollywood. Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory is a technicolour hot mess, but if you can get past the fact the the bars were distributed all over the world, but no children of colour found one, that the Oompa Loompa’s song was about their enslavement, and that Wonka is a manipulative prick who advocates violence, this is a thoroughly enjoyable film for the whole family!
I give this one 3 stars.
*Disclaimer: My intent is not to be ableist towards those with chronic pain or chronic fatigue, but to point out how Grandpa Joe is a goddamn con artist.