Anonimo
Il Mondo

Premise:

Since works like the Divine Comedy, The Betrothed, or the Mona Lisa are shamelessly reviewed without conscience on Debaser, I believe that anything is now possible. For this reason, I have decided to go up, up, where eagles dare, challenging eternity, common sense, and above all, the sense of the ridiculous.

I have decided to review the world.

Colossal concept by an unknown author, "The World," also called "Planet Earth," has been for millennia at the center of a heated debate among top critics in the sector. The recurring question is always the same: "Who is the author?" This long-standing discussion is made even more complicated by the long line of artists claiming parentage. Notably, an elderly gentleman with a beard and a triangle on his head claims to have completed it in just one week.

Clearly, a mythomaniac.

But let's leave to the critics the sterile squabbles over identity and focus on the stylistic references of our mysterious artist, especially since it's now possible, following a recent reprint, to appreciate his entire opus, titled "Solar System" and sold in an elegant box set with a splendid 3D poster as a gift.

The debut, "Mercury," shows clear death metal influences, recognizable by the presence of magmatic explosions, enormous masses of moving earth, and powerful telluric rhythms. The initial influence of Bathory and Burzum is accompanied in the following "Venus" by a certain reference to the more ethereal dark wave. The unbreathable atmosphere and the misty, spectral environment are clear evidence of this.

Skipping over transitional works such as "Mars," "Uranus," and "Neptune," we can appreciate the experimental progressive of the two full-lengths "Jupiter" and "Saturn," especially in the original Van Der Graaf Generator-style suite dedicated to the rings. Underrated but moving is "Pluto," a dark apocalyptic folk masterpiece with a clear Death in June influence, not much appreciated by the general public.

But let's get back, as it were, to Earth. Here, for the first time, the author engages with the mainstream, preparing environments much more suited to the average listener. The landscapes are more pleasant, the atmosphere breathable and less oppressive. Thanks to this clear compromise with show business, "Planet Earth" immediately becomes a bestseller, creating for the first time widespread curiosity towards the anonymous Creator.

Despite the immense notoriety, to the expert eye of the reviewer, "The World" is full of flaws.
First of all, it is flattened at the poles, and already that's saying something, especially considering that the author clearly feels like a God. Furthermore, unlike compact and coherent concepts such as "The Wall" or "Tommy," created by far more talented authors, here you notice a certain confusion, with frequent execution errors and some genuine blunders (examples of which could be considered some highly questionable creations like the platypus, the warthog, and Max Pezzali).
In short, more could have been done, especially considering that experiencing this work lasts a lifetime.

In conclusion, it is obligatory to mention an evaluation by the greatest reviewer of the Multiverse, such as Scaruffi, who, while giving a blunt 4/10 to the work, concludes with a trenchant statement that we can only agree with: "Nice, but the demo was better."