I'm not a fan of Johnny Depp, and I certainly won't support good old fahsioned horror tales turned into lame musicals, I shall be bypassing the latest travesty (sorry, for me the very IDEA is a travesty). However, I shall be grateful because it's release reminded me of an actor woefully represented in my sorry little horror collection: Tod Slaughter. This film, from 1936, is something I've been meaning to check out for a while. I've really only read about Slaughter in books. I's read that he wasn't a very good actor, that he over-the-top and melodramatic, that his films were cheap British efforts dwarfed by the their American counterparts. I read they were basically plain old poor. And you know what, all that is true. Slaughter is so out of tune with the times, even the times that this was made, that he'd never be mistaken for a good actor. While some actors struggled to bridge the gap between stage and film, Slaughter didn't even try. His gestures are way over-the-top, while everyone around him is acting pretty normal - yet he's the big name. It's ridiculous, it's crazy, it's dated. And it's wonderful. I couldn't help but be entertained by Slaughter going through his paces, emoting, gesturing. He's ACTIIIIIIIIIING! Just incredible to see. In fact, he was so good - and this film so entertaining - that I hopped onto the net straight afterwards and ordered up a couple more Slaughter films. Can't wait to get them. This release was in R2 from "Odeon" - which didn't bode well. Sure enough there are speckles here and there, and a lot of hiss on the soundtrack, but perfectly fine for viewing. Highly recommended. Sweeny Todd rules, Tod Slaughter rocks.