Dark Shadows: OMG! It’s that man Johnny Depp!


Dark Shadows

Starring: Johnny Depp, Michelle Pfeiffer, Eva Green
At: PVR & others
Rated: 8/10
Captain Jack Sparrow is back and so is Mad Hatter. This time, however, the two have merged into Barnabus Collins, the gentleman vampire from 200 years ago. But when Johnny Depp decides to rise from the dark after 200 years spent chained in a coffin buried deep in the fishing town of Collinswood, it has to be the rise of the most delectable, the most weird, the most eccentric vampire of all times. He is a vampire you would love to love not because he is dishy in looks but because he is awesome in demeanour. He is funny, he is old-world, he is reckless in bed, he is quirky and he is a brand with no rivals.
Thanks to the deep dose of Deppism on Dark Shadows (had it not been for Depp, Dark Shadowswould have been, well, languishing in dark shadows), you won’t mind that director Tim Burton has treated a story shabbily, going more for apparelling it in the beauty of period drama, gothic design and dark cuts of a quirky paranormal world.
Burton has not stuck in entirety to the 1960s TV series of the same name, but when it is Johnny Depp you are showcasing, you have to merge with his personality traits. Depp’s delectable adaptation to the diction of a 17th century Englishman in America, his whacky portrayal of a two centuries old (“You cannot imagine how thirsty I have been) vampire, his theatrical make-up (the dark shadows are nowhere more prominent than under his deep set eyes), and of course his rollicking humour (the M of McDonalds for him is the gate to hell, a 15-year-old girl an unmarried oddity, and TV something that he in unable to fathom: “Reveal yourself you songstress” he tells the small screen) is a joy to be with. Other than him, even Michelle Pfieffer who is his cousin in crime out to restore the forgotten glory of the Collins, is meant to be what she is — a washout.
As vampires go, Johnny Depp is one delectable blood-sucker I would gladly give my, well, delectable neck to — never to Edward Cullen, anytime anywhere always to Barnabas Collins.
Source: The Sunday Pioneer, 12 May, 2012

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