Jon Stewart was right. Hollywood needed a big hug last year. Between No Country for Old Men and Sweeney Todd, I’ve had about all the murder and mayhem I can take.
Sweeney Todd is an old story, dating back to the mid-1800s, and despite knowing the basic outline of the story, I had never seen or read any incarnation. Until last night when I watched the movie version starring Johnny Depp and Helena Bonham Carter.
This may well be the bloodiest movie I have ever seen. I liked the overall look of the film, very dark and forbidding like all of Tim Burton’s movies. And Johnny Depp is always great. However I’m not a big fan of musicals and found this subject matter quite disturbing. Plus, the story was predictable and the songs were unmemorable. I imagine there are many people who would disagree with me on those points, but there you have it. Certainly should be more appealing to those of heartier stock than me.