…that's what I did, this afternoon. Blood flew through the air like watermelon juice at a Gallagher concert–I watched hunched down to my glasses in my hooded sweatshirt. Very good film, and Johnny Depp was creepy-cool, but his voice was one of the weakest in the cast (my choir teacher would have cried "Scooping! Scooping!" more than once, but in real life he sings with a rock band, not on Broadway). Thumbs up if you like Tim Burton's sense of humor.
The matinee started with a full 3.5 minute National Guard ad masked as a music video, then went on to a preview for a film called Stop Loss about a soldier who the Army won't quite let go. Crazy world (in a bad way).