Since Sweeney Todd premiered in 1979, screen serial killers have multiplied like so many disposable razors. Making the audience feel something more than the thrill of watching movie stars is the challenge here, and Sweeney Todd somehow cuts itself short.
Depp as the malevolent, pasty faced serenading barber chopping away at assorted customer throats while in razor rage meltdown, can't seem to carry a tune quite as impressively as a deadly weapon. Could bring beards back into fashion in a jiffy.
Depp does about as well as anyone other than Len Cariou could with his one-note character. Bonham-Carter gives Mrs. Lovett a game stab, but she suffers from all that freaky makeup and lacks the voice of an Angela Lansbury.