"Smart! And into all those exotic mystiques -- The Kama Sutra and Chinese techniques. I hear she knows more than seventy-five. Call me tomorrow if you're still alive!"
No, Helena would be an awesome Carlotta. But just imagine, Christopher Lee and Albert Finney as Andre and Firmin, perhaps Ewan MacGregor as Raoul... Madame Giry would probably still be Miranda Richardson...
"Your lyrics lack subtlety! You can't just have your characters announce how they feel! That makes me feel angry!"
Admittedly, I'm glad he didn't try working with POTO, given there's only so much you can do with that. I think visually Joel had some good stuff, it just fell apart almost everywhere else. Thankfully Tim Burton has shown (IMO) that he can actually cast convincing and excellent actors and make pretty decent films.
"Your lyrics lack subtlety! You can't just have your characters announce how they feel! That makes me feel angry!"
One thing I noticed... people say the Act II "Johanna" is intact, but it isn't... all of Johanna's singing of "married on Sunday" from the asylum has been cut. I didn't miss it until I thought about it. Something seemed a bit "bare."
The song was originally a quartet. Now it's a trio. (Sweeney, Anthony, Beggar Woman... no Johanna.)
Doesn't sound like it harmed the story or the music at all, however.
Can't wait to see the whole film!
"Jaws is the Citizen Kane of movies."
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Right, that has been cut. You really don't even notice it. I think it would've disrupted the flow of the scene to have to cut to her singing out of the bars then and at the end of the song.
I cannot even verbalize how excited I am for this movie to be coming out soon!
P.S. Thanks so much for the heads up, NJluvstheatre!
Now, mother always said that whenever you hear a strange, frightening, and potentially life-threatening ghostly chant coming from the dark woods that there's one thing that you should do: Not wake the others and go investigate it alone...
Wow I'm so excited! Thanks for all the excellent reviews everyone! I'm so glad this is turning out to be as good as hoped for! I hope this goes on to get some Oscar recognition.
I feel like I should probably know this, but is it officially opening nation-wide in the US on the 21st? It has been changed many times...
I wonder why they cut the last part of the beggar woman's part where she goes off saying "Alms, alms...." I don't know why, I just really like that part, especially in the recording of the revival where she sort of belts it out.
The Beggar Woman's part is somewhat downplayed in the film, I think partly because if she had as much screen time as she has on stage, in closeup, it would be pretty obvious what the twist ending is.
After months of breathless anticipation — Can Johnny Depp sing? Has director Tim Burton used Sweeney Todd's vile razor to cut out the heart and soul of a classic by gutting one hour of the original Broadway musical? — Burton finally unveiled a huge slice (17 minutes) of his film adaptation of a Broadway masterpiece to a screaming crowd at Lincoln Center Wednesday night.
The verdict based upon the crowd's riotous ovation at the end: "Sweeney Todd" is a serious contender to win the Oscar for best picture, just as I've been telling you for months.
Oh, yes, and Johnny handles the singing just fine. He'll never croon arias at the Metropolitan Opera, but he manages to carry the tunes and thus sustain the dramatic thrust of a story that would be as emptied of blood as Sweeney's victims if he didn't. Clearly, he muddles through here and there and no doubt much digital trickery was used in the sound edit bay after filming to fix weak spots, but he's no Lucy Ball butchering "Mame," hallelujah. Even at those peak moments when he can't dodge aiming for the high notes of "Joanna" — while "Sweeney" Broadway nuts like me wince in the audience, knowing they're coming, and fearing the worst — he nails it. Not magnificently, not like when Tony winner Len Cariou or Emmy winner George Hearn performed the score with roof-rattling bravado, but capably.
In a very large way, Burton re-invented the Broadway Sweeney. Sweeney's no longer a bedraggled, haggard, frumpy old man who'd be little noticed on the streets of old London, but rather a dashing young Johnny Depp with a shock of white hair that sprung from his brain after suffering the horror of being imprisoned for 18 years on a bogus charge. (That's the reason Depp gives for his skunk hair look — it's really not meant to be a rip-off of "Bride of Frankenstein," he claims.)
And much of Mrs. Lovett's role has been slashed out, deliberately, even though she was largely the heart and soul of the original musical and even though the part is now played on screen by Burton's fiancé, Helena Bonham Carter. Curiously, Mrs. Lovett is reinvented dramatically, too — she isn't noticeably wacko on film like she was portrayed on stage by Angela Lansbury with goofy expressions, crossed eyes and squealing voice. Carter's Mrs. Lovett seems to be a centered, lonely woman with confidence and carriage, who is still hopelessly smitten with a fiend who barely realizes she's near.
Burton has re-imagined this Sweeney as a classic Hollywood horror movie in the old melodramatic tradition of Boris Karloff and Lon Chaney and it works, creepily so.
But that is what makes this film, as brilliant as it seems to be, an Oscar cliffhanger. Academy voters don't choose horror movies for best picture — they even spurned the few classics that managed to get nominated like "The Exorcist," but they have picked violent movies like last year's "The Departed" and others that celebrated a murderous fiend like Hannibal Lecter in "The Silence of the Lambs." Maybe this time they can now, finally, accept a genre film of the classic horror variety since "Sweeney Todd" proved itself as high art on Broadway first.
Which brings us to the most horrible part of this horror film: the generous spouts and fountains and floods and gushes of blood we see over and over as Sweeney applies his razor to the throats of witless men who innocently step into his upstairs barber shop for a shave.
Yes, the scenes are disgustingly graphic. Burton's camera gets up close so the blood spits right out at the audience as the eyes of Sweeney's victims bug out in terror. But the scenes are so outrageous that they seem unreal, repeated one after another as Sweeney sings of his longing love for his daughter held captive by evil Judge Turpin who sent Sweeney to prison so he could steal his wife. Believe it or not, those throat-slashing scenes aren't the most shocking parts. Worse — what makes the audience shriek and jump from their seats — is watching the bodies drop to the basement through a trap door, landing on their heads, going splat, then we hear the slashed necks crack. Again and again. You can't believe the audacity of this filmmaker as you watch. And you can't help but love Burton for making you cheer on every next flick of Sweeney's revenge-wreaking razor.
If those notoriously squeamish academy members can swallow all the blood and endure the cracking necks in "Sweeney," it will not be another "Dreamgirls," not another Broadway adaptation that flops at the Oscars. This one is a real guys' musical. The mistake I made last year believing so strongly in "Dreamgirls" was forgetting who does the Oscar voting: old white guys who can't, or refuse to, empathize with hip, young black chicks. Those guys have worked long years in a cutthroat biz in Hollywood — Sweeney's their man.
And let us not forget the last musical to win best picture — "Chicago" — a film that asked its audience to cheer on people to get away with murder.
"Zac is sweet as can be. He's very much just a sweet kid from California who happens to have a face that looks like it was drawn by Michelangelo, (if Michelangelo did anime)." -Adam Shankman.
"I haven't left this building since Windows 3.1!"
"Celebrating a birthday this week: Rene Descartes is 412! Do you know who he is? Then why are you watching this show? You could probably get into college and even get one of those job things. As for the rest of us; Amanda Bynes is 22! Yay!" -E!'s "The Soup"
Did he write that "review" with is foot? I'm glad he liked it, but clumsy would be an understatement as far as his writing.
Hey, just because I don't feel like starting YET ANOTHER Sweeney Movie thread... there are some cool Web treats on the MySpace page for the film. Including a very creepy and wonderful desktop image of Helena as Mrs. Lovett. Love it!!
"Jaws is the Citizen Kane of movies."
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