not Barker... Todd!

Hm... don't really know why I decided to post.
Strange.
But I just saw Sweeney Todd. Like, half an hour ago.
Not for the faint-hearted.
I'll tell ya, I thought I could handle the blood. Cause I'm into all those medical shows and stuff.
But lord.
Like, the amounts of it I guess didn't bother me that much.
It was just the anticipation.
Like, I knew he was going to kill someone, and I knew there would be blood, but I didn't know WHEN.
I was just crouching in my seat, going "oh god, just KILL SOMEONE, I'M DYING HERE."
At one point, even my steel-hearted friend was grabbing onto my sweater sleeve, like "OMGWHOABLOOD."
Quarts of it.
Gallons.
And the ending was less than satisfactory. Not to give anything away here, but her face in that fire will haunt my dreams for a long, long time. That was freaky-ass, and unexpected.
Well, it WOULD have been unexpected.
But my buddy had read all the spoilers.
And me in my chicken "oh god what's he gonna do o no!" attitude, just had to blurt out
"Oh God, does he kill her?"
You can guess the answer I got.
Though at least I was mentally prepared. Had I not been, that may have ended badly.
Like, me running OUT of the theatre.
I wish we knew what happened to the daughter and her WhoaGay!sailor guy.
He was so gay. A woman, really.
I was like, "just put on a dress already. GOD."
So yes. 'Good old family fun,' as the guy in the seat in front of us said.

I'm done!

~momo
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