I simply am not there

I definitely dug Sweeny Todd.  Johnny Depp's performance reminded me of Morrissey's stage presence and Edmond Dantes' passion for revenge.  In particular, I enjoyed Burton's aesthetic.  The lighting bore such sharp contrast that the movie seemed to be in black and white, save the thick crimson blood dancing across the throats of Sweeny's victims.  And while some claim nepotism regarding the casting (yet again) of Helena Bonham Carter, I continue to enjoy her distinctive quirkiness and thought that she followed the complicated syncopation of Sodenheim's music like a pro.  

In other news, I've had this as my away message for a few days now but I thought I'd post the trailer on here.  This movie comes out at the end of the month as an independent release and I'm really hoping that a theater near me picks it up.  It looks like a horror comedy in the vein of Slither: