Saturday, January 26, 2008

The one where we met the demon barber from Fleet Street

What a week it has been. Mainly sad news, due to the death of Heath Ledger and Megat Junid. And also sad due to the fact that Roger Federer wouldn't be able to come one slam within Pete Sampras's record after being ousted in the Aussie Open semis. At least the women's final later between Ana and Maria should be a mouth-watering clash (my pick Ms Ivanovic, its an adidas thing).
Well last night the entourage went for Sweeny Todd. One hell of a movie. Very Tim Burton-esque with the dark gloomy backgrounds and blood. The film was a musical so you get to see Johnny Depp sing. Well the dude can sing, as well as give on of the closest shaves you'll ever get. The thought does send chills through your spine and good thing I shave myself. Wouldn't want Mr Todd as my regular barber. As Calvin (from Calvin & Hobbes) once said "never argue with a man who holds scissors" (something like that).
After the movie, we all went nuts. Must be due the fact we were all lacking sleep. We were all singing after that. More like having our conversations in musical mode. (Mental note to self, never go for musicals with friends).
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to shave.


3 comments:

A RAY OF HOPE said...

Well, it's one of the best musical I've seen. And definitely a good movie. A 4 out of 5. By the way, who the hell is this Tsonga guy?

bad.clad.in.black said...

some french dude who looks like muhammad ali

nadya.s said...

apai told me the same thing bout the movie and how u guys end up talking in musical tune.

can imagine that..hehehe!

takecare.