As per normal, I've reviewed this on my website having been fortunate enough to see it a few weeks ago (and in a legitimate sense I may add)

I'll repost my review here just for lala
Big Fish
An estranged son, visits his dying father with the hope of separating the 'man from the myth'; but life never runs smoothly, and soon we are treated to an autobiography filled with an inseparable mix of both fact and fiction.
Tim Burton decides to return to the 'Edward ScissorhanRAB' formula that made him great; take a heart-warming story, add a splash of weirdness and a tear-jerking ending without injecting too much sugar to the proceedings.
However, where 'Edward ScissorhanRAB' succeeded in creating just the right balance between sweet and sour, Big Fish falls into that gag-worthy trap more than once, particularly in the last ten minutes in which the treacle is laid on just a little too thickly to have you leaving the cinema with that warm, honest glow about yourself.
The acting is also somewhat mixed, ranging from the terribly archetypal 'cats in the cradle' turn from Billy Crudup to the Oscar-worthy 'teetering on the edge of reality' acting of Albert Finney that is surely the best performance of his career!
The film manages to tow the line between melodrama and fantasy with pin-point accuracy, proving that the editing is tightly cut even with a two hour runtime. Whilst this film is no 'Batman', it certainly isn't a 'Planet of the Apes' either.
3 and a half out of 5