Edward Bloom has always been a teller of tall-tales about his oversized life as a young man, when his wanderlust led him on an unlikely journey from a small-town in Alabama, around the world, and back again. His mythic exploits dart from the delightful to the delirious as he weaves epic tales about giants, blizzards, a witch and conjoined-twin lounge singers.

With his larger-than-life-stories, Bloom charms almost everyone he encounters except for his estranged son Will. When his mother Sandra tries to reunite them, Will must learn how to separate fact from fiction as he comes to terms with his father's great feats and great failings.

• Child Edward Bloom : I was thinking about death and all. About seeing how you're gonna die. I mean, on one hand, if dying was all you thought about, it could kind of screw you up. But it could kind of help you, couldn't it? Because you'd know that everything else you can survive.



• Young Edward Bloom : There are some fish that cannot be caught. It's not that they're faster or stronger than other fish. They're just touched by something extra.



• Young Edward Bloom : There's a time when a man needs to fight and a time when he needs to accept that his destiny's lost, the ship has sailed and that only a fool will continue. The truth is I've always been a fool.



• Young Edward Bloom : I'm gonna spend every day for the rest of my life looking for her. That, or die alone!



• Young Edward Bloom : There comes a point when any reasonable man will swallow his pride and admit he made a mistake. The truth is... I was never a reasonable man.



• Senior Edward Bloom : I've told you a thousand facts, Will, that's what I do. I tell stories.
  Will Bloom : You tell lies, Dad.



• Will Bloom : A man tells so many stories, that he becomes the stories. They live on after him, and in that way he becomes immortal.