One of the very rare movies I watch that I feel could benefit from being significantly longer. Tim Burton‘s Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street adaptation cuts out parts of the original play, and it can blatantly be seen through the story’s ruthless pace and sudden character development. And yet, its tone saves the day. The music is suitably gorgeous yet crudely macabre, combining perfectly with the ghoulishly green glow of London’s paradoxical beauty to create a uniquely absorbing atmosphere that shaves one’s cynicism away.