We’re just now wrapping up two concurrent seasons: movie-going season, and end-of-year music criticism season. Luckily YouTube has a video to offer that combines both of these variously unbearable occurrences into one moderately amusing tribute.
Here’s the video (embedding unfortunately disabled).
If you’re any kind of pop fan worth your weight in gold records, you’re aware that Alicia Keys’ “No One” was a gleaming gem on the somewhat bleak Top 40 radio landscape this year, and if you’re a film fan you’ve hopefully already seen Sweeney Todd. The two are both vaguely about love and longing, and comparable in their heft of quality, though not exactly aesthetically similar, which is why their union is so oddly compelling.
The fact that this video is actually watchable is a testament to how inherently pleasing the combination really is, because the editing is minimalist at best. Towards the end there’s a tepid attempt at a quick-cut sequence and a hilarious sepia moment, but for the most part it’s just clips of Helena Bonham Carter silently pining after Sweeney Todd. But this works because it’s easy to imagine the endearingly delusional Mrs. Lovett character listening to “No One” and daydreaming about love. The video is so spot-on in sentiment that I kind of wish the concept could somehow be incorporated into the movie, maybe to replace one of Sondheim’s bloated and melodically deficient numbers. In any case, it’s weird, but somehow totally appropriate, which is essentially the ultimate summary of all great tribute videos.



@Thornton: Speaking as someone who owns three different versions of the score, I’m with you.
Well do remember that I’m the one who liked the version of Radiohead’s “Idioteque” mashed up with PopoZao better than the original ([www.myspace.com]), so this wouldn’t be the first time I blasphemed a beloved musical entity. I actually saw Sweeney Todd a second time and liked the music on second listen, but woo boy some of those songs are clunky. It’s a musical, not a funeral! Anyway, I guess I’m just a philistine.
You had me until “maybe to replace one of Sondheim’s bloated and melodically deficient numbers.” Blasphemy! Let me know when A. Keys wins a Pulitzer.