Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street is a comedy/horror/gore-filled musical that was directed by Tim Burton.
That sentence already tells so much about what to expect from this movie. For those who aren’t familiar with Tim Burton‘s works, the following adjectives should suffice: dark, disturbing, highly entertaining. It’s so dark that when you go out of the theater, you’d be surprised to find that the sun is still up. It’s so disturbing that I had to cover my eyes a couple of times. It’s highly entertaining because despite the gore — lots of slashed throats in there — you just can’t wait for what happens next. I swear, I will never look at meat pies the same way ever again.
Kudos to Johnny Depp, Alan Rickman and Helena Bonham Carter for such stellar performances! The only thing I could have wished for is for another person to sing for Ms. Bonham Carter because whenever she hits the high notes, I could not make a word out of what she’s singing. Other than that, I love her!
When Nicco and I finished the movie, he asked me what I thought of it. The guy’s a Johnny Depp fan, so even though I was exhausted from a draining week, I managed to reply with: “I find it absolutely romantic.”
He stared at me for a long time before saying, “That’s it. You really were meant for me. No other woman could have said that.”