In my overflowing banality, I write very simply that for me he is one of the most influential directors in all of history, a living monument, no matter how much of a pain in the ass and meticulous he was on set. more
I adored him; when he disappeared, I binge-watched a marathon of movies until I collapsed on the couch. more
"Ouch, Mrs. Longari, it fell on my bird!" more
innocuous hits and a few musical gems until, as a result of the *frignacci, the Aura regained its relevance in Dragonball Zeta. more
The first one and "Jerusalem" are striking, but the rest gets fairly monotonous over time. more
Boring as hell more
pheega more
I'm sorry, but I can't access external links or content. However, if you provide me with the text you would like to translate, I'll be happy to help! more
Among the greatest guitarists of the time, eccentric just enough, also excellent in "acoustic" mode. more
The early ones were cool, and "suck my kiss" or "higher ground" are pure trash - history of funk metal, while the rest from the mid-90s onwards is just mediocre stuff. more
The sweet harmony of the sanded chestnuts more
It Still Has to Tell Us Apparently Much Nèvéro! more
SOLD OUT, EVEN PINK OR AGUILERA WOULD BE ASHAMED TO CALL THEMSELVES "VERGY," BARELY ABLE TO SING THE LULLABIES THEY PUT TOGETHER FOR YOU. NOW GO TAKE A SEAT, YOU O'RIORDAN, DAMN IT, FILTHY, SUITABLE FOR DUBBING THE "DI MERAKLON" SOAP OPERAS OF HILTON_E AND GET OUT OF HERE! more
Where is the Love --A FIRST GLANCE-- Where is the Coherence --BY NOW-- more
Posers led by a boastful, arrogant, and grumpy fool, musically atrocious albums, remembered more for the ridiculous covers than anything else. more
A lively and cheerful album that bursts with exuberance and enthusiasm, a love for folk and country music, and the skill of this quirky singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist, halfway between a freak and a solitary loner, who plays, fun and amused, bringing this beautiful little masterpiece to life, truly not to be missed... more
Ferretti has created true masterpieces like "Madre," "Emilia paranoica," self-defining as "filo sovietici" more for provocation than for belonging, a provocation combined with excellent sarcasm and a deliberate political provocation never aimed at mere self-indulgence. Annarella is the coolest woman ever. more
What the hell. more
As pleasant as a rat in your underwear. more
One of the symbols of the left that, instead of fighting against the center-right, fueled its rise with stunning own goals, engaging in masochistic acts like making backroom deals with "B." to undermine opponents within the party, and the usual obsession that lasted for much of the 90s and early 2000s of fighting more against "dissidents" on the left than against opponents. A symbol of a dreadful Italy. more