How is it possible
that a 30-year-old such as I could still find herself thinking "that's me, I'm Alice," while watching this film?
I didn't have to wait to read what was written on the "Drink Me" potion and the "Eat Me" biscuit and I just had to say them out loud, to my chair's annoyance. The Cheshire Cat was fab, the March Hare quite stressed out, the Red Queen dreadful, and the Mad Hatter so very lovely!
Some people refuse to grow up, I guess. Paging Peter Pan.
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