So, after 4 fine and fabulous days of intense drama and fabulous music at bardcamp, how did I choose to spend my afternoon? That's right, boys and girls, I went to see Sweeney Todd. Variety, while the spice of life, isn't always all it's cracked up to be.
It is superb. I love the musical, so was worried I wouldn't like the adaptation, but it was glorious and sad and empathic and beautiful and hideous at all the right moments, and I cried my eyes out for large amounts of the second half of the film. Err, I'm blaming the last on post bardcamp emotions. :-)