Back behind the curtain

In case you're wondering, Britney cost $15.99 and I didn't get home till 3 a.m. And no, I'm not going to explain that.

I'm currently trapped behind the orange curtain. It's not that bad. On Thursday night, my gays all got together to see the midnight (well, technically 11:59) showing of Sweeney Todd, and it was brilliant. I can say with confidence that it's Tim Burton's best film. He's always good with the macabre, but in this movie I really noticed how, underneath the horror and gore, he's just an all-around good filmmaker. He adds these subtle touches that add so much depth to the film. And his casting was spot on. Johnny Depp was fantastic - his singing wasn't Broadway caliber, but it fit his character. You can tell he thinks so much about his characters, down to the little facial ticks and idiosyncrasies. And of course, it featured the best villain in Hollywood, Alan Rickman. It's nice to see him take off the Snape wig.

Anyway, I must cut this short. I've gotta start my pumpkin risotto for Christmas Eve.