Last week, I reviewed From Beyond here on Horrors from Beyond the Netflix. But horror isn’t all these movie reviews are about, so today we’re revisiting Tim Burton’s imagination with Alice in Wonderland, the 2010 film. Yes, it’s already available on Netflix’s instant streaming list and yes, it’s worth watching … sort of.

Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments or suggest a Netflix instant streaming film that you’re curious about but would never, ever watch. (I’ll do that for you.)

I adore Lewis Carrol’s original fantasy novel Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and its sequel, Through the Looking Glass, and What Alice Found There—so as someone who appreciates the childlike wonder and twisted wordplay that abounds through Wonderland, I can recommend Tim Burton’s interpretation. Of course, he loses the puns and brain-wracking riddles almost entirely, and while that decision could have easily cost Burton the success of the film, his bizarre and fresh approach to an overdone and overworked subject matter saves him from failure.

This weekend being my first time viewing the movie, I missed the chance to see all its visual splendor—and my, do I mean splendid—in 3D. Maybe that’s a good thing because, as I firmly believe, a movie’s quality shouldn’t be determined or influenced by its dimensional presence. Alice in Wonderland pleases the eye without the aid of any special glasses, and that’s a testament to the vision of the film, its director, and its crew.

Burton’s take on the childhood classic does err in other ways, though. While his story is interesting and, for the most part, unfolds without major problems, the logic behind more than a few scenes skips a beat. The relationship Burton creates between Alice and the Mad Hatter (Johnny Depp) is … fine, whatever. A little extreme, but fine, and sometimes touching—in a weird way. But why is Alice (actress Mia Wasikowska) an utterly passive character who shrugs a shoulder at the nonsensical? The sometimes bratty Alice in Carrol’s books, prone to temper tantrums and fits of confusion, would toss and turn over such head-spinning nonsense. Wasikowska’s Alice barely lifts a brow.

Not to mention other oversights, like why Alice’s clothes shrink with her and then stay the same size other times, or why the Bandersnatch growls after Alice returns his eye, only to allow her to nap (o-kay) without incident and befriend her. I don’t even want to talk about the ending, which is just embarrassing—about as embarrassing as Beetlejuice‘s. It wasn’t convincing, to say the least.

Burton’s Alice in Wonderland is a decent movie, and one that definitely says, “Watch Me.”