As the Fag Hag (coming back soon!) once said – and we paraphrase – Tim Burton’s idea of making a movie is to dye everyone’s hair black, bung on a load of eyeliner and roll the cameras. Oh, and make sure there’s a part for Johnny Depp and Helena Bottom-Carter. Who’s his wife-next-door. Helen, not Johnny. Not so far as we know, anyway.
Anyway, for his next movie – an adaptation of Stephen ‘gay, and we’ve heard about that basement’ Sondheim’s cheeenius Sweeney Todd – there are black hairs and black eyeliners a-plenty and certainly no skimping on the Johnny Depp and Bottom Carters. But can Johnny actually, you know, SING!
You decide, but we reckon it’s a resounding…
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Yup, can’t sing. But hey-ho.