If your children are fearful of death or ghoulish images, this movie is not for them. If, however, they find Hallowe'en imagery fun, then they will have no trouble with this movie's imagery. There is really not much actually scary in this movie beyond the fact that the characters are dead—the only moment with any really "scariness" (and I say this as an adult who can't handle real horror films) comes early on when the corpse bride reaches up from underground to try to drag Victor into her grave, then chases him (one skeletal arm separated from her body) through a dark forest, but this is all executed in Tim Burton's whimsical style—it's less scary than the menacing trees in Wizard of Oz. In fact, this film is reminiscent of Wizard of Oz in its color imagery, with the land of the living cold, harsh, lonely and grey and the land of the dead full of color and camaraderie. That said, what gives this movie its extraordinary power is the deep sadness at its core—the profound loneliness of being unloved, and the essential, permanent separation between the dead and the living—and the truthfulness with which Burton mines these themes will leave many adults (and more sensitive children) weeping. Even though Burton also gives all the characters the redemption and ecstasy of finding themselves loved, not everyone gets what they thought they wanted, and the movie is, overall, bittersweet. Corpse Bride is a beautiful, moving story of three people (one dead) doing their best to find and give comfort to each other, and alongside the sadness (and the considerable fun—there is a lot of humor throughout the movie) is a lovingly detailed fable of the gentle yet tremendous power of innocent kindness given to those in need of connection.