Bleeding marvellous.
08 Oct 2010 Leave a Comment
I’ve been watching Sweeney Todd : the Demon Barber of Fleet Street. I’ve seen it before, of course, but it’s on BBC America for their month of British horror movies, and i’ve become enthralled. Every time I see it’s on, I watch it again. It ran back-to-back on Sunday–I watched it both times. I watched it last night when I got home from work. I liked it before, as I enjoy Johnny Depp in all his manifestations. But something new has been added. I’m listening to the music.
I thought the songs were clever before, especially everyone’s favorite comic cannibal chorus “A Little Priest”, and “Pirelli’s Mirace Elixir”, but this time I’ve been listening to the tunes. I’ve been whistling “Johanna 3″ all day, but on Monday I couldn’t get enough of “Pretty Women” (blowing out their candles, combing out their hair). Those are the catchiest darn songs I’ve heard in a while. Showtunes, I guess, but I’m not ashamed.
Anyway, I don’t know good singing from bad, because I thought Johnny Depp and Helena Bonham Carter sounded great. Experts assure me that they are just not good enough to sing in public, but I think if it sounds pleasant and doesn’t hurt my ears, it’s great. And aren’t some of those Steven Sondheim songs hard to wrap your voice around? Anybody who cane do that is a trouper, in my book.
