To quote Mugatu, “I feel like I’m taking crazy pills”. Coming in with an 86% positive reviews over at Rotten Tomatoes, I must be missing something about Sweeny Todd. This movie builds to Johnny Depp singing songs and slitting throats. Now I really like Mr. Depp and Mr. Burton’s creative collaborations to date but I can’t help but think that Johnny Depp’s crooning about pretty women drinking coffee while geysers of blood spurt out of gaping necks is just awful.
First of all it wasn’t funny. The theater where I saw it, the black humor fell flat. Second, dude even in the 19th century they had letters. You could try to write to your wife or a neighbor or someone to find out what happened.
Now if one wades through enough Globe coverage it is possible to find some conflicting reviews such as it is a “depressingly bad movie”, an “extremely ordinary film”, “one of the worst movies I’ve seen in a long time”, and “like an Iraqi torture film but with stage music.”