The plot of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory is a simple one. Charlie is a poor boy with nothing but family and has little to hope for in the world until one day it is announced that there will be a contest sponsored by Willy Wonka (the local chocolate/candy maker). Willy Wonka will randomly place five golden tickets into five chocolate bar wrappers, and those who find the golden tickets will be admitted into the chocolate factory and given a lifetime supply of chocolate (rules apply). Now Charlie has something to hope for, and inevitably his hopes come true.

The film is riddled with fantasy, strangeness, and very simple morals that would be wise to follow for living a happy life.

99% of all kids suck. Little snot-nosed adolescents that need good manners taught to them get what they deserve in this creamy-center filled treat of a film, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. Now, not all kids are bad, most of them are terrible little monsters, but not all are bad. Though the ones that are good, they're good out of being raised the right way by good parents. Charlie Bucket, our main character, he was raised right. The other little bastards in the film? Hell-spawn. The only ones to blame for them being hell-spawn are their own parents. Wonka knows this, and he uses this knowledge to weed them out like the little vermin they are. It's a nice vehicle to inform children viewers about morals, about life in general.

Being a kids' film, Willy Wonka is actually quite entertaining for adults. It's sort of trippy, a bit scary, and probably not for most children (especially those presently who are being raised on complete shite like Barney). The directing is wonderful, the cinematography is very good, the art direction is amazing, and the overall acting is decent. Gene Wilder, who portrays Wonka, gives an amazing performance as the eccentric recluse candy-maker. On a 4 star system, I give it a 3.

Here's one thing that I noticed while watching this movie that I got to get off my chest. In one of the first scenes of the film, all these school children go to the candy shop after school, and I'm not talking about just ordinary kids, these kids must be rich or something 'cause they got nothing better to do than buy friggin' candy and spend their time at the candy shop all day long. And there's this candy shop clerk in there, and he's friggin' singing and dancing and putting on one helluva show for these goddamn kids like there's no tomorrow. But where's Charlie when the good times are rollin'? He's standing outside looking through the window 'cause he ain't got no money, right? And anyway, he's got to go deliver papers because his family's poor and that extra seventy-five cents a week really helps out. But later on in the movie, Charlie's been saving up his cash on the side and he goes into the candy shop to go buy something nice for himself. The only thing different is that that friggin' jerk candy shop clerk doesn't do any kind of song or dance for Charlie. All Charlie gets is a "What do you want?" What's up with that shit? What's this friggin' guy's problem? Just because Charlie's poor he don't get a song and dance like the other kids? Who the fuck is he to judge? Fuck him.