I do not like Tim Burton’s movies.
I don’t like musicals.
I especially do not like Sondheim’s musicals. (Ask me one day to show you why.)
But I did like Johnny Depp and Helen Bonham Carter is thirteen different kinds of The Hawt. And the little boy they got has a voice like an angel. I’ve always liked the plot of Sweeny Todd, but the songs make my skin ache.
Still, I saw it with good company and enjoyed the things I enjoy for the reasons I enjoy them.
Tonight: Masons are the Good Guys Movie or The West Wing: The Reagan Years.