I’ve heard the many praises of The 5,000 Fingers of Dr. T.
Despite this fact, I had never gotten around to watching it. I have been too busy watching absolute trash like Alex Cross.
As happenstance happens, I stumbled upon those 5,000 fingers while cruising my TV menu. I arrived just in time for the start of the film on TCM.
Sometimes this works out. Sometimes you end up watching something that might have served you better at some other time, in some other mood, with something else in your pint glass. Sometimes a movie just blows.
Now, I tend to go into movies blind and, though I had heard positives surrounding the film, I still didn’t know that much about it. Had I known just how much singing there was, I would have skipped it. I don’t really dig musicals. I should have turned it off when I recognized what was going on. I didn’t. For SCIENCE! and for you fine folks, I pressed on.
The film looked good. Particularly for its age. Colorful and crisp.
It’s a cult movie that flopped at the box office. That is not necessarily a good thing for me. You would think it was, given my movie watching habits, but it often doesn’t work out for me.
I love Dr Seuss. Ol’ Theo can take credit for the film’s story, screenplay and lyrics. How could that not be a good thing?
The movie has the sort of bubbly nonsense and acid-flashback coloring that you would expect from Seuss. Again, this should be a good thing.
Nevertheless, I found the boy’s singing grating and I just didn’t give a shit about anything that was going on. Not even wacky hijinks and absurd characters could draw me in.
It didn’t feel Seussian to me. Not really. No, not a bit. Not even in a recliner. Not with a pipe. Not even with bacon and a lack of hype. It had the markings of Seuss, but something was missing.
I’ll admit that I haven’t found any live action Seuss movie adaptation that felt right to me. I will not apologize for this stance.
The best thing that can be said for this film is that the un-fiendish villain, Dr Terwilliker, gave his name to The Simpson’s truly fiendish villain, Sideshow Bob (not to be confused with Sideshow Luke Perry).
I think Seuss himself summed it up nicely when he called the film a “debaculous fiasco”.
The trailer doesn’t seem that awful.
However, the song below drove me to the limits of my sanity. The tune is omnipresent and, as a result, so was my rage. I would like to slam the keyboard lid down on those ten little fingers.
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