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Thursday, 17 January 2008
 Johnny Depp is officially a god. Not only can he act and look sinfully delicious in front of the camera (would you just look at that picture?), he can sing as well. As in I didn't mind sitting through all the blood and gore and Mrs. Lovett's meat pies so long as I saw Johnny's disturbingly hot face up on screen and hear him sing in that (surprisingly) sinful baritone of his. Well, up until the latter parts of the movie because I was already struggling not to throw up the penne al telefono I had for dinner at Press Cafe earlier. I am not one for blood and gore, I tell you. The last gory film I watched was Hostel 2 and it nearly killed me. As in FCUK. Rica and I were laughing about how traumatizing our movie dates usually end up. Every time we watch a movie without the rest of our brunas, we somehow end up watching the goriest, bloodiest, vomit-inducing (though we never came to it) films. And it is, ironically, always by accident. First time it happened was during the French Spring Festival back in 2005. We wanted to check it out and instead of being wooed by the french, we ended up traumatized. The flick we happened to see at the time was a french cop film and it was disturbing. As in they showed a friggin autopsy right up on screen for heaven's sakes!!! Needless to say, we finished the movie with the biggest of headaches. Second time was when we watched Pan's Labyrinth, which was, in all fairness, a really good movie. However, we came in expecting to watch this purely fantastical, children's fairy tale, happily ever after type of movie...and, well, we eventually learned it wasn't. Instead we found ourselves seeing people dying of gunshots to the head, lots of blood, pregnant women dying, etc etc. And now, Sweeney Todd. Well I knew it was bound to be a dark film and I more or less know the gist of the story because I've heard of the broadway version but I guess I'll never be prepared to see men's throats cut in different blood-spurting, blood-curdling, bloody bloody bloody ways (and force and speed), bodies being dismembered...huhu it was tres horrible. But the movie, as any Tim Burton film, is really good. I just wish I didn't eat dinner before watching it. And I still love Johnny Depp. I'd watch it again (perhaps after three months) only for him. :D  And Sacha Baron Cohen was a hoot as Signor Adolfo Pirelli. Check out the hair.  And I've always been a fan of Helena Bonham-Carter. She was a delight to watch in this one.  Labels: johnny depp, movies, rica
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