Tim Burton's Dagger

Aletha 2022-01-25 08:03:35

The first half of "Sweeney Todd" was a bit annoying to me. Although Depp's singing is not unpleasant, but in terms of my awkward posture lying on my side, it is a bit unbearable. The reason was to watch him kill people while he was shaving his head, but the show meat was slow to come up, and he was a little impatient to wait.

But in the second half, Deplez waved the razor, looking very fierce, and a lot of blood poured out from other people's necks. The scene was quite beautiful. Seeing a film is to ask for pleasure, procrastination is undesirable.

But when his razor cut the mad beggar’s throat, the quick flash of cold still made me shiver. From the first scene where the mad beggar appeared, she knew that this woman should be Baker’s wife, probably because she was thrown into a lunatic asylum from the judge to drive her mad. The woman he loved most died under his sword. This is a real joke that makes people tremble, no amount of blood can compare to this.

Tim Bolton was still a black Tim Bolton. It was a fast dagger. It submerged into the heart at a speed of less than 0.1 seconds. He died when he felt numb before he could feel it. Watching Depp throw Helena into the incinerator without any hesitation. This man only loves his wife, everyone except her is dust in his eyes.

Everyone is dead, these people who are not kind enough. The only ones left are Depp's daughter and her young lover. Perhaps leaving London, leaving this dark gloom, and going to a sunny place, this is the only glimmer of hope left by Tim Burton.

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Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street quotes

  • Sweeney Todd: [singing] For what's the sound of the world out there?

    Mrs. Lovett: What, Mr. Todd? What, Mr. Todd? What is that sound?

    Sweeney Todd: Those crunching noises pervading the air!

    Mrs. Lovett: Yes, Mr. Todd! Yes, Mr. Todd! It's all around!

    Sweeney Todd: It's man devouring man, my dear!

    Sweeney ToddMrs. Lovett: And/Then who are we to deny it in here?

  • Sweeney Todd: What may I do for you today, sir? A stylish trimming of the hair? A soothing skin massage? Sit, sir, sit.

    Judge Turpin: [singing] You see, sir, a man infatuate with love, her ardent and eager slave. So fetch the pomade and pumice stone and lend me a more seductive tone, a sprinkling perhaps of French cologne, but first, sir, I think... a shave.

    Sweeney Todd: The closest I ever gave.