One of the few things that creeps me out more than straight razors in movies is musical theatre. So as you may well imagine, I wasn’t planning to line up for [tag]Sweeney Todd[/tag]. [tag]Tim Burton[/tag] has been missing far more often than hitting, so that wasn’t enough to pique my interest. But oh, for heaven’s sake, [tag]Alan Rickman[/tag], [tag]Helena Bonham Carter[/tag], and [tag]Anthony Head[/tag]. I gave in and watched the trailer (through my fingers, of course). Now I’m going to have to go see the movie.

Tim Burton did give us the remake of the [tag]Planet of the Apes[/tag], so that’s something. Make no mistake, he should be whipped in a public square for that bit of celluloid atrocity. The worthwhile part is the commentary track on the last 10-15 minutes of the DVD, wherein Burton comes unhinged trying to defend the movie and to explain the ending, ultimately completely disassembling and freaking out and admitting that he doesn’t know what the fuck is happening either. It’s fascinating. I actually took notes when I saw it, more motivation for me to finally dig up the missing archives, I suppose.

(Sorry you have to endure a promo for Jerry Seinfield’s cursed bee movie before you get to the trailer).