OMG Sweeny Todd!
Can I type? Can I form coherent sentances? Oh hey look there's one. Alright, lets go!
I have just returned from watching Sweeny Todd!
Okay, you really can't beat the grim, dark and grimy atmosphere of Victorian London, and you really can't beat the grim, grimy, and dark atmosphere of Tim Burton movies... combine the two, and you're going to need to be buried in kittens if you ever want to smile again!
On the surface it's a basic Revenge story, as many of you know. Only the set-up to revenge takes place in a 5 minute flashback, and the rest is, well, the revenge. combined with SINGING! which was odd at first, I must admit, but it was also hella-emotionful and dispersed chills a-plenty.
The twist in the end? I totally saw it coming, I really did. Right from the beginning I'm afraid. But that didn't stop me from being totally gripped by the story in hopes that I Wouldn't be right, etc. The ending was also appropriately grim... grim grim grim
And the best thing about the movie, oddly enough, is the color scheme. Lovely cyanotype appearance, which is like Sepia Toning you'd find in an old photo but with a different set of chemicals that... okay, so, everything's sortof darkish greyish blueish. Except for a few things, like fire, and blood. funny, that.
I liked that it totally didn't hold back in the goriness. Why? Because it's always lame when they do, and reminds one that one is merely watching a movie. If they were to focus elsewhere when the blade strikes, and show, instead, a shadow, or a splash of blood on a wall, like some movies, well, the viewers would remember that they're not reluctant witnesses to a horrible death, but instead safe movie goers and the film makers wanted to keep their ratings down.
In closing, leave the kidles at home, go see Sweeny Todd. Pay attention to the emotions, the costumes, architecture, coloring effects, and the fact that every single character in that movie is completely and utterly barmey.
I have just returned from watching Sweeny Todd!
Okay, you really can't beat the grim, dark and grimy atmosphere of Victorian London, and you really can't beat the grim, grimy, and dark atmosphere of Tim Burton movies... combine the two, and you're going to need to be buried in kittens if you ever want to smile again!
On the surface it's a basic Revenge story, as many of you know. Only the set-up to revenge takes place in a 5 minute flashback, and the rest is, well, the revenge. combined with SINGING! which was odd at first, I must admit, but it was also hella-emotionful and dispersed chills a-plenty.
The twist in the end? I totally saw it coming, I really did. Right from the beginning I'm afraid. But that didn't stop me from being totally gripped by the story in hopes that I Wouldn't be right, etc. The ending was also appropriately grim... grim grim grim
And the best thing about the movie, oddly enough, is the color scheme. Lovely cyanotype appearance, which is like Sepia Toning you'd find in an old photo but with a different set of chemicals that... okay, so, everything's sortof darkish greyish blueish. Except for a few things, like fire, and blood. funny, that.
I liked that it totally didn't hold back in the goriness. Why? Because it's always lame when they do, and reminds one that one is merely watching a movie. If they were to focus elsewhere when the blade strikes, and show, instead, a shadow, or a splash of blood on a wall, like some movies, well, the viewers would remember that they're not reluctant witnesses to a horrible death, but instead safe movie goers and the film makers wanted to keep their ratings down.
In closing, leave the kidles at home, go see Sweeny Todd. Pay attention to the emotions, the costumes, architecture, coloring effects, and the fact that every single character in that movie is completely and utterly barmey.