Chocolate is my kryptonite. If it were a food group it would be my favorite. It’s rare that a day goes by that I don’t think about indulging in a piece or something drizzled with it. Maybe that is one reason why Gene Wilder’s 1971 Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory will always appeal to my senses. Envisioning the joy of running to the candy shop after school and having the merchant throw sweet treats at you — and on top of that he doesn’t ask you to pay for them would be a dream come true. I will never understand why Charlie didn’t run into the store to capitalize on the free loot.
The marketing genius behind finding a Golden Ticket inside a Wonka bar created a mad frenzy around the globe. Imagine the revenue generated for Mr. Wonka and his chocolate factory. Hopefully the Oompa Loompas received raises.
Opening the door to the chocolate room was like entering Munchkinland. The sight of a chocolate river running through The World of Pure Imagination truly is my kind of paradise. Although seeing everyone viciously attack and eat the landscape was somewhat nauseating, it was still thrilling all the same.
With all shenanigans and odd moments in the movie the moral of the story unfolds at the end when Charlie turns over his Everlasting Gobstopper to Mr. Wonka, and the wacky chocolatier says:
So shines a good deed in a weary world.
I’ll take it one step further by saying that sharing a little chocolate when the world gets weary seems like a nice way to provide a pick me up. Happy Chocolate Day!
Side bar: I still find it odd that the grandparents hadn’t gotten out of bed for 20 years. How did they go to bathroom? And how could Grandpa Joe find so much pep in his step for this classic song and dance number?