Andrew McMahon’s review published on Letterboxd:
"It is truth, but truth is not always appearance."
Identifiable as the final bead of Burton's pre-2000 imperial phase. I adore how as a gothic detective story this unfolds like The Wicker Man but inversed, with Ichabod Crane as the rational skeptic of enlightenment called in to investigate a hostile, puritanical community whose under the table sins are getting their comeuppance in the form of a series of grisly beheadings. As is commonplace with all good Tim Burton movies, the production design and atmosphere are just right, aided by Lubezki passing his monochromatic period assignment handily and Danny Elfman's terrific score in support. A mighty zestful fog-drenched pictorialization of a legend that never loses its luster.