Happy 2008! And a not so fond farwell to 2007, we'll speak of it no more. Am hoping that this bids adieu to what can best be called my 7 year stretch of bad luck. Methinks I must have broken a mirror or something in 2000, which was the last great year I had.
Had a blast this New Year's Eve - did something different, went up to a restaurant in West Harlem, called Antoinett's to hear a friend of a friend sing. Name of Lissa who sings with a small jazz quartet and does a great Billy Holiday. No more than 25 people in the place, so we avoided the crowds, but got the good cheer. Towards midnight - Lissa sang a song I hadn't heard in a long long time - the title of this entry and it fit my mood perfectly. How long it will last, I don't know. Life is a day by day affair I've discovered. Completely unpredictable.
On New Year's Day, I went to see Sweeny Todd with a close friend. We'd been told the night before that it was great, and I've read such mixed reviews of it - I admit I was curious but uncertain what to expect. I enjoyed it by the way, quite a bit, which is saying something considering I had to contort my body in such a way that both my legs could go in the aisle since my legs would not fit behind the seats. (They were designed for people who are 5'3 -5'8 inches tall.) My friend also enjoyed the film, although she was more comfortable - being 5'3 inches.
Will you? (Assuming of course you haven't already seen it and written your own review.)
Well, I've come to the conclusion that if you adore the Angela Langsbury/Len Cariou version you probably won't like it, may even hate it depending on how much you adore that version. Have yet to meet anyone who adored that version that likes Burton's.
But if - you have never seen the Angela Langsbury version (like my friend) or don't remember it or better yet, don't like it. You may enjoy even love Burton's version. It helps of course if you happen to like Tim Burton films, Sondheim songs, musicals, Johnny Depp, and have a dark sense of humor. My friend and I, to some extent, fit most of those qualifications.
( My Review of Tim Burton's Sweeny Todd )
Had a blast this New Year's Eve - did something different, went up to a restaurant in West Harlem, called Antoinett's to hear a friend of a friend sing. Name of Lissa who sings with a small jazz quartet and does a great Billy Holiday. No more than 25 people in the place, so we avoided the crowds, but got the good cheer. Towards midnight - Lissa sang a song I hadn't heard in a long long time - the title of this entry and it fit my mood perfectly. How long it will last, I don't know. Life is a day by day affair I've discovered. Completely unpredictable.
On New Year's Day, I went to see Sweeny Todd with a close friend. We'd been told the night before that it was great, and I've read such mixed reviews of it - I admit I was curious but uncertain what to expect. I enjoyed it by the way, quite a bit, which is saying something considering I had to contort my body in such a way that both my legs could go in the aisle since my legs would not fit behind the seats. (They were designed for people who are 5'3 -5'8 inches tall.) My friend also enjoyed the film, although she was more comfortable - being 5'3 inches.
Will you? (Assuming of course you haven't already seen it and written your own review.)
Well, I've come to the conclusion that if you adore the Angela Langsbury/Len Cariou version you probably won't like it, may even hate it depending on how much you adore that version. Have yet to meet anyone who adored that version that likes Burton's.
But if - you have never seen the Angela Langsbury version (like my friend) or don't remember it or better yet, don't like it. You may enjoy even love Burton's version. It helps of course if you happen to like Tim Burton films, Sondheim songs, musicals, Johnny Depp, and have a dark sense of humor. My friend and I, to some extent, fit most of those qualifications.
( My Review of Tim Burton's Sweeny Todd )