The Chocolate Factory
As a child, I enjoyed reading Roald Dahl’s Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (although my favorite was James and the Giant Peach). But if memory serves, I didn’t finish watching the movie (the old Gene Wilder version) in the theater because I got freaked out by the scene with the Oompa Loompas singing the creepy Oompa Loompa song and rolling around the girl who inflated into a giant blueberry.
Honestly, that scene still freaks me out, but it apparently didn’t bother my nephews when we saw the movie on TV, recently, so I finally finished it.
I was surprised how the movie has stood the test of time, thoroughly enjoyed by my nephews, and I liked Gene Wilder’s sardonic performance.
And coincidentally, not long after I returned home, I found there’s a real chocolate factory a short walk from my apartment, with a shop from which you can view the chocolate production. I don’t know if it’s another coincidence, but those blue hardhats remind me of the Oompa Loompas.
Now, the factory doesn’t have a glass elevator that goes into outer space (I would like to see a movie based on that book sequel), but for some reason it does have a three-acre cactus garden, so you can sit and enjoy a coffee and chocolate from the factory store.
And there’s more! During the holiday season, the cacti are decked out with holiday lights.
I think Gene Wilder would have liked it.