THE REVIEW
If it werea flower, it would be a graft of a Lion's Heart onto a cactus (if that were possible)
a city, New York or some other American metropolis, but I could also see Calcutta being fitting
a book, Naked Lunch by W. Burroughs, but also City by Baricco (but read on alternate pages)
a film, Brazil by Terry Gilliam, but also Helzapopping by Henry Potter (that's exactly the director's name!)
a letter, X because it's one of the most strange and curious in the alphabet
if it were a designer, it would be Jean Paul Gautier but I could also see it as Dolce & Gabbana
an actor, definitely Johnny Depp or Ben Stiller
a color, acid green but with a hint of gray that dulls it
an expression, “oibò!” but for many also “eccheccazzo!”
a fruit, a pomegranate with all red seeds tumbling everywhere
a TV series, "Lost" (with no alternatives)
if it were an appliance, it would be an Alessi spring toaster
a car, a latest model English Mini Minor but also a Smart covered in all advertising stickers
a review, it would be halfway between those of the Punisher and those of Odradek, but perhaps even less
a sound, “Boing!” but also “Stumpf!”
an outfit, a pair of jeans from any discount store but with a very low rise
a woman, Uma Thurman but also Renée Zellweger (the one from Bridget Jones)
If it were a great record it would instead have
a standard review,
have sold millions of copies,
a place in the History of Rock,
a privileged position in my discotheque,
something worth remembering it for…