Helena Bonham Carter cannot sing, is not funny, and has the personality of a gnat. What a PERFECT Lovett "concept!"
It makes no sense that Lovett's as drained and dead as Sweeney. Then there's no contrast and no foil--no one urging him back to life. When she whispered, "Life is for living, darling," I wondered how the hell she would know--I find it hard even to tell if she IS alive.
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Sweeney would NEVER have let Johanna go at the end! When he said, "Forget my face" and left her alone, I almost started laughing.
I ask in all honesty/What would life be?/Without a song and a dance, what are we?/So I say "Thank you for the music/For giving it to me."