It takes genius to build a barber’s chair that drops dead people into a trapdoor that leads to a bakery down below.

And of course, it’s rather mad to have one in the first place, with the intention of slitting unwitting necks for meat pies.

Not that I care.

I have Johnny Depp singing at the top of his lungs in front on me. It would be quite ungrateful to say more. Do I even need say it? But I will: I love it. As always, nearly anything with Johnny Depp in it is worth watching.

It might be a disturbing symptom of the state of my sanity, but as the demon barber slashed neck after neck, I whispered to my sister, “ang guwapo talaga”. Not something a very normal viewer would do, but he really is quite guwapo even as he murdered several customers in a row.

I did think it was quite sad, particularly for Lucy. Benjamin Barker （aka Sweeney Todd) did get to slash more than a few necks and exact revenge from a lecherous Alan Rickman. Lucy, however, lived a horribly unhappy life as a vagrant （I’m quite sure vagrants don’t have happy lives, but, well, I’m not a vagrant). On a lighter note, little Joana and the sailor do get to live happily ever after — until they start having bills to pay, that is.

But no matter. Sweeney Todd is a wonderful film. Topnotch, even.

One gripe, though. Why does everybody neglect to mention the presence of Alan Rickman? Everyone goes about promoting a film and go: starring Johnny Depp and that crazy woman who married Tim Burton. But nobody tells us about the fact that Alan fricking Rickman is in the cast. Dogma did, though, and that’s why Kevin Smith is god.

I’ll stop now.

PS: Pinsan Mi, nood tayo. Taraaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Kahit 15 times, ok lang sa kin.

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