I just saw the premiere of Sweeny Todd, the Demon Barber from Fleet Street. It was a film that left me speechless because I didn't know what to make of it. I knew it won the Golden Globes, I knew it was a Tim Burton movie but it still turned out to be stranger, bloodier and more disturbing than anything i'd expected and up to now, i'm not sure if i liked it.
A few people clapped after the movie, a few walked hurriedly to the exits while many others (my friends and I included) were a bit burdened and confused that we needed a minute to gain composure. OK this may be a bit exaggerated but our anxiety was real and the applause or apathy of others didnt help allay our lingering unease.
I think the extremely mixed reactions for the movie had a lot to do with the reviews it got. Oftentimes, a good review is much deserved and everyone's happy. Other times it brings in the crowds but raises people's expectations too much that it ends up disappointing. And then there are other times, though few and far between, that a film is a collaboration of the best in the industry and rakes in the awards and the praises that personal opinion is superceded by the film's stature. This is when there are only 2 groups of audience--those who got it and loved it and those who just didn't get it but have a forgiving 'it's not you, it's me' attitude about it. I think Sweeny Todd will be one such movie and i'm part of the latter. :P
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