Sweeney Todd … now this has got to be the least festive movie ever slated for a holiday release. See murder, revenge and gallons of spurting blood this Christmas morning!
Sounds like I don’t like the idea, doesn’t it? Well, you’re wrong. In fact, it brings a little tear to me eye as I’m reminded of family holidays past. Without violence, bad singing and someone going after another with sharp objects, it just wouldn’t be the holidays. Festive family reunions were made for revenge.
Sharpen your appetite for blood and visit the official Sweeney Todd movie site. It has a trailer, a hefty photo gallery, the bad singing I mentioned earlier and much more. But the real fun begins when you visit Sweeney Todd on MySpace. Here’s where you’ll find the Sweeney Todd Confessions … and you can write, call in or make a video of your own little confession of revenge that you never wanted to let Santa know about, but need to get off your chest.
I’m inspired to make a wee confession myself, in the spirit of the moment. And I stress the “wee.” I’m not current on the statutes of limitations on my most heinous acts of revenge certain indiscretions, so I’ll keep it tame. After receiving hate mail from a … critic who didn’t like my writing (not on this blog of course, I do no writing here) I took the idiot’s email address and sign him up for every spammy newsletter I could find – from pron to breastfeeding, transgender issues to Republican fund raisers. The only requirement the newsletter had to meet was that they obviously sold their email lists before the type got cold. Oh, the days before spam blockers. They were heady days.
Now go lose yours to Sweeney Todd.


