I was thinking that Charlie and the Chocolate Factory was a fluke for Johnny Depp. Finding Neverland confirms this. He doesn’t overact in this film. The soul of J.M. Barrie shines through, in a non-creepy, non-Willie Wonka sort of way. It almost seems like CCF was a poor satire of this story, which follows a similar theme. Indigent boys taken care of by eccentric genius. That is where the similarity ends however, as Neverland lives in your imagination (except for a few brief interludes at the end), rather than the Gilliam-esque overdone slanted houses and computer generated sets, which robs your imagination of filling in the blanks.