
Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street (2008, dir. Tim Burton)
Tim Burton does Gothic and he does it well. In fact, Tim Burton does Tim Burton well and when he's pressurised by the studio to compromise to what they want, we see his filmmaking drastically deteriorate. Planet of the Apes (2001) is a prime example of the director caving in to the pressure from a studio and producing a film without integrity. Burton's vision and style were like passing references in a churned out Hollywood 'Blockbuster'.
Burton may well be one of very few filmamkers who could be classified as an auteur, owing to the fact that when you watch his films you know you couldn't be watching anyone else's. The mise-en-scene, story telling, cinematography and editing all complement a director who has a vision and wants it splashed on to film. Usually (not always) Burton's films leave you with a satisfying aftertaste, even when the setting and story is rather grim. His Gothic view of the world hints of romance that's complex and dark, but has suggestions of hope and lashings of humour. Edward Scissorhands is a compelling love story set amongst American mediocrity and prejudice; Beetle Juice is twisted and dark, but celebrates difference. Burton is a good story teller, but an excellent painter of a picture and celebrator of the quirkiness of human life and imagination.
Sweeney Todd was an excellent platform for Burton to wow us with his understanding of the (musical) story. It's a grim tale, set to the backdrop of a grim London. Thankfully he doesn't disappoint and draws the audience in to a gloriously bleak story of twisted love and unquenchable vengeance. The film opens with the fresh, young face of a sailor singing of London and the hope she brings. His song is cut short by Todd (played to perfection by Johnny Depp) who sees London as a city of "shit". The film seesaws between the hope of the sailor, Anthony (Jamie Bower) and Todd's nihilistic road to destruction. One particular scene paints this contrasting picture most vividly with a song that (literally) cuts between Todd and Anthony singing of Joanna, Todd's daughter.
As a musical it works well and the songs reflect the disjointed protagonists. Bonham Carter adds well timed humour to the role of Mrs Lovett and keeps the film from drowning in misery and despair, which never seems far away. The death toll too is high, but is kept within the realm of detached oddness through the thick and gooey blood the flows from Todd's victims. It doesn't glorify the violence but simply reinforces the unreal world Todd occupies in his mind. The victims to Sweeney Todd are not human but representatives of all that is rotten with London and a means to reaching his goal of true revenge. That goal is played by Alan Rickman, and he does slimy and morally corrupt with finesse.
Burton does give us a bloody, tragic yet humour tinged story and it is wonderfully acted by the majority of the cast. Criticism would come at the performance of Bower as Anthony. He irritates more than intended and does not leave us supporting his romantic venture. A combination of Burton's direction and maybe miscasting left Bower out of place with the rest of the cast, but then he had a high standard to work alongside.
What we have though is Burton's film, which the studio has not corrupted and you leave not supporting Todd, but pleased you were allowed to glimpse into his depraved world.
* * * *
* - Insult to filmmakers
* * - Mediocre
* * * - Not bad but disappointing
* * * * - Excellent
* * * * * - Truly wonderful filmmaking




