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I had an aborted conversation with kent_allard_jr a week ago regarding Heroes (aborted because I was mingling and friggin' hungry so I kept getting up to get food). He'd just started watching and was finally able to be appalled (like all the rest of y'alls) about how much I'm in love with Sylar. "You like the brain-eating psycho?" or words to that effect. He then made some comment about how disturbing a trend this was becoming given my slavish sexual fetish for Dexter. "Does a prospective date have to kill ten people before you'll like him?" I laughed it off. Oh, me and my crazy killer fetishes! Just a coincidence.

Um. Yeah. Uh, I saw Sweeney Todd last night, right? And, um, I don't think I've ever been more inappropriately attracted to Johnny Depp in my life. I mean, Captain Jack Sparrow is a favorite pet and all, but I swooned for Sweeney (okay, and I also completely lost it with giggling every time Mrs. Lovett called him "Mr. T"). This is really not helping things and only gives kent_allard_jr's thesis more evidence, alas. I blame the hair. The hair and the vest. The hair, the vest, and the tight pants. The hair, the vest, the tight pants, and the shiny, shiny razors. So shiny. I mean, the sexual connotations were written into the song where Sweeney sings to his razors while Mrs. Lovett tries to get his attention on her, but still! So inappropriately hot!

Aside from the unbearable tap-that-ness of Johnny Depp, I really liked Sweeney Todd. I knew it was a musical before going and all, but I was still caught completely by surprise when the first two characters to walk onscreen burst out into song. I also wondered if Tim Burton and Danny Elfman were going to have another gay-divorce over Elfman not being used for this movie until I remembered that Sondheim had already written all the music and that was the whole point of a musical adaptation, duh. After the initial adjustment, I was perfectly keen on the songs, and I quite liked Johnny Depp's singing (I've never heard any other version, so perhaps ignorance is bliss, but I thought he did a good job) and Helena Bonham Carter's as well. I know that Depp was the only one to get a pass from Sondheim without having to sing, so good thing he could. Everyone else had like tapes sent in to get the master's approval. And Helena Bonham Carter was good. I liked the one she sang about going to the sea especially.

And I loved Sweeney offering his own neck at the end. Seemed right, somehow, that he knew it was coming and let it, helped it along even. Not a man who could manage to find a new interest after successfully taking revenge, methinks. He had weird enough hobbies already before the revenge was complete.

Sweeney Todd is the first new movie I've seen this year. It's going to be a weird year, I can tell. I goggled at the Iron Man and The Dark Knight (the bottom one) posters in the lobby on our way out. Movie tickets may be going for an minimum of $11 these days, but I'll set aside that money now for both of those. And y'all better, too, since, if the date on that Iron Man poster is right, that is our May Movie for 2008.

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