Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Tim Burton for the Poet: "Deceased"

Sweeney Todd - A L...

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O ποιητής είναι ο μόνος, που διασώζεται
από την αλεστική μηχανή της αποτρόπαιας κουζίνας της Mrs. Lovett!

Why don't you love her madly?

Είναι ο μόνος, που δεν προσφέρεται


και τέρψη του αδηφάγου,
flesh-eater κοινού,
που συρρέει κατά ορδές στην κρεατοπιτερί (sic!)

της ευφάνταστης Mrs. Lovett,

for a meat pie and a pint!

The poet is already "Deceased",

he has departed from (this) life,

he belongs to another world, another reality...

He is not to be eaten!

He is not to be slaughtered!

Try the priest istead, or the lawyer, or the grocer,
or the royal, or the shepherd in a shepherd's pie,

or the vicar, or the actor, or the politician, or the judge

all will do but the POET!

Lyrics | A Little Priest (by Helena Bonham Carter & Johnny Depp) lyrics

Mrs. Lovett:
That's all very well, but what are we going
To do about him?

Later on, when it's dark, we'll take him to
Some secret place and bury him.

Mrs. Lovett:
Oh yeah, of course we could do that. I don't
Suppose he's got any relatives going to come
Poking around looking for him.
Seems a downright shame…


Mrs. Lovett:
Seems an awful waste…
Such a nice plump frame
Nor it can't be traced.
Business needs a lift,
Debts to be erased,
Think of it as thrift,
As a gift …
If you get my drift …
Seems an awful waste.
I mean,
With the price of meat what it is,
When you get it,
If you get it—


Mrs. Lovett:
Good, you got it.
Take, for instance,
Mrs. Mooney and her pie shop.
Business never better, using only
Pussy cats and toast.
Now a pussy's good for maybe six or
Seven at the most.
And I'm sure they can't compare,
As far as taste—


Todd: Mrs. Lovett:
Mrs. Lovett,
What a charming notion,
Eminently practical and yet Well, it does seem a
Appropriate, as always. Waste…
Mrs. Lovett
How I did without you
All these years I'll never know! Think about it.
How delectable! Lots of other gentlemen'll
Also undetectable. Soon be coming for a shave,
Won't they? Think of
How choice! All them
How rare! Pies!

For what's the sound of the world out there?

Mrs. Lovett:
What, Mr. Todd,
What, Mr. Todd,
What is that sound?

Those crunching noises pervading the air?

Mrs. Lovett:
Yes, Mr. Todd,
Yes, Mr. Todd,
Yes, all around—


Todd: Mrs.Lovett
It's man devouring man, my dear,
And who are we Then who are we
To deny it in here? To deny it in here?

These are desperate times, Mrs. Lovett,
And desperate measures are called for.

Mrs. Lovett:
Here we are, hot out of the oven.

What is that?

Mrs. Lovett:
It's priest.
Have a little priest.

Is it really good?

Mrs. Lovett:
Sir, it's too good,
At least.
Then again, they don't commit sins of the flesh,
So it's pretty fresh.

Awful lot of fat.

Mrs. Lovett:
Only where it sat.

Haven't you got poet
Or something like that?

Mrs. Lovett:
No, you see the trouble with poet
Is, how do you know it's
Try the priest.
Lawyer's rather nice.

If it's for a price.

Mrs. Lovett:
Order something else, though, to follow,
Since no one should swallow
It twice.

Anything that's lean.

Mrs. Lovett:
Well, then, if you're British and loyal,
You might enjoy Royal
Anyway, it's clean.
Though, of course, it tastes of wherever it's been.

Is that squire
On the fire?

Mrs. Lovett:
Mercy no, sir,
Look closer,
You'll notice it's grocer.

Looks thicker.
More like vicar.

Mrs. Lovett:
No, it has to be grocer—it's green.

The history of the world, my love—

Mrs. Lovett:
Save a lot of graves,
Do a lot of relatives favors…

—Is those below serving those up above.

Mrs. Lovett:
Everybody shaves,
So there should be plenty of flavors…

How gratifying for once to know—

—that those above will serve those down below!

What is that?

Mrs. Lovett:
It's fop.
Finest in the shop.
Or we have some shepherd's pie peppered
With actual shepherd
On top.
And I've just begun.
Here's a politician—so oily
It's served with a doily—
Have one?

Put it on a bun.
Well, you never know if it's going to run.

Mrs. Lovett:
Try the friar.
Fried, it's drier.

No, the clergy is really
Too coarse and too mealy.

Mrs. Lovett:
Then actor—
It's compacter.

Yes, and always arrives overdone.
I'll come again when you
Have Judge on the menu.
Have charity toward the world, my pet—

Mrs. Lovett:
Yes, yes, I know, my love—

We'll take the customers that we can get.

Mrs. Lovett:
High-born and low, my love.

We'll not discriminate great from small.
No, we'll serve anyone—
Meaning anyone—

Mrs. Lovett:
We'll serve anyone—

And to anyone
At all!


Antoine said...

Ο Tim Burton πρέπει να έδωσε όλο του τον εαυτό σε αυτή του την ταινία! Έχω διαβάσει πολύ καλές κριτικές!

Έχω και νέα σου ανακοινώσω, αλλά όχι εδώ! Μην ακούσει κανείς και μας σαμποτάρει... να περιμένεις μήνυμά μου.


free_dober_man said...

Να πω ευχαριστώ, Λούσυ μου; Καταπληκτικό κομμάτι, απίθανοι στίχοι, υπέροχες ερμηνείες! Αυτοί είναι ηθοποιοί "όλο το πακέτο". Σε φιλώ, καλό μου.

lucy of wild flowers said...

@Antoine μου,
Ένας μεγαλοφυής σκηνοθέτης σε ένα μεγαλοφυές κείμενο!
Τι μπορεί να είναι αυτά τα νέα, και τι είδους σαμποτάζ μπορούν να κάνουν και ποιοί;
Βεβαίως περιμένω μήνυμά σου!

lucy of wild flowers said...

@Free μου,
να μην ευχαριστείς εμένα, αλλά αυτήν την οργιαστική ομάδα καλλιτεχνών, που μάς έκαναν αυτό το φανταστικό, απευθυνόμενο σε αισθήσεις και πνεύμα, δώρο!
Και ναι, βεβαίως, αυτοί οι καλλιτέχνες το έχουν όλο το πακέτο!

Mariel said...

Πολύ ωραίο κομμάτι!
Καλως σε βρήκα!

lucy of wild flowers said...

Καλώς ήλθες, Mariel!
Πραγματικά, υπέροχο!