Margaret Keane is supposed to be a victim. Her husband defrauded the public by taking credit for her art and selling it as his, but it’s hard to feel sorry for her because she went along with it for financial gain albeit in 1950s America, where women artists weren’t taken seriously.

Sexual equality is a major theme in this slightly campy biography, which, with its simple storyline, serves as one of Tim Burton’s more cohesive, thus enjoyable, movies. It’s called Big Eyes, by the way, because of the peculiar way Keane’s art depicts the faces of its kid subjects.

my rating : 3 of 5

2014