Suddenly Alice is everywhere, thanks to that silly goth. She is dreaming and silent one minute, caterwauling the next. She even had a Betty Draper moment, and fell down the Lost rabbit hole with the rest of us. So the time is right for me to take out my timeworn copy. It's filled with all the best illustrations, and has my hookah-smoking muse on the cover. This time I'll be reading his dialogue with Alan Rickman's voice in my head.