Burton Burton Burton’s Beetlejuice Beetlejuice opened the Venice Film Festival and got the party well and truly started.
Beetlejuice is one of Burton’s most beloved films and its eponymous lead (Michael Keaton) is dead funny and a delight to behold. Keaton has exhumed the role he first played in 1988 and plays him with the same energy, intelligence and devilish gusto as he did in the original all those years ago.
He is not the only star returning: Catherine O’Hara is back as Delia Deetz along with Winona Ryder as her goth stepdaughter Lydia. Since the first film was released, O’Hara has reached national treasure status thanks to Schitt’s Creek, while Ryder has enjoyed her own renaissance with Stranger Things.
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