If it ain't R, it ain't good. That's not an issue of blood so much as it of tone. The Sondheim version, which has almost no non-musical dialogue, by the way, is bleak, dark, and gruesome, and aside from a couple gallows humor songs and the small role Borat is playing, pretty much comedy-free. This thing should be all about venegance and damnation, and has the potential to be the darkest thing Burton's ever done. Honestly, this is one of the biggest posibilities of the holidays for me.