Todd's story hints at the end of that era

Jaime 2022-04-21 09:01:21

I was stupid enough to think Todd and Mrs Love had a happy ending.
And so, the almost total annihilation of the epilogue suffocated me.
However, when I watched little Toby pick up the razor and walk towards Todd, I saw a kind of determination and relief in Todd's slightly raised face.
Blood gushed from his throat, and the movie ended in our sighs and grief...
Who would hate this murderer Todd?
Who would not mourn his death?
Our dear Todd, it's just that he was born in the wrong era...
Through Todd's story, what we see is the end of that society.

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  • Devon 2021-10-20 19:01:27

    Murder and corpse can also be so elegant~

  • Clyde 2022-04-24 07:01:03

    Horrible. A rare and elegant thriller. Go back and watch the cute and kind film to calm the nerves... based on the plot. The performance of the actors is still first class!

Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street quotes

  • Mrs. Lovett: So what are we gonna do about the boy?

    Sweeney Todd: Send him up!

    Mrs. Lovett: No, Mr. T. Surely one's enough for today. Besides, I was thinking of hiring the lad to help me run the shop. Your poor knees aren't what they used to be.

    Sweeney Todd: All right.

    Mrs. Lovett: Of course, we're gonna have to stock up on the gin. Boy's drinking like a sailor.

  • Judge Turpin: I have news for you, my friend. In order to shield her from the evils of this world, I have decided to marry my dear Johanna.

    Beadle: Ah, sir, happy news indeed.

    Judge Turpin: Strange, though, when I offered myself to her, she showed a certain reluctance.

    Beadle: [sings] Excuse me, my lord. / May I request, my lord, / Permission, my lord, to speak? / Forgive me if I suggest, my lord, / You're looking less than your best, my lord, / There's powder upon your vest, my lord, / And stubble upon your cheek. / And ladies, my lord, are weak.

    Judge Turpin: Stubble, you say? Perhaps I am a little overhasty in the morning.

    Beadle: [sings] Fret not though, my lord, / I know a place, my lord, / A barber, my lord, of skill. / Thus armed with a shaven face, my lord, / Some eau de cologne to brace my lord / And musk to enhance the chase, my lord, / You'll dazzle the girl until...

    Judge Turpin: Until?

    Beadle: [sings] She bows to your every will.