mementomori

I quote cptgaio: the best comment ever appeared on debaser!

objective and comprehensive review as usual. Personally speaking, I’ve always kept my distance from Macbath, mainly due to the horrible cover. And then the title: "Romantic tragedy's crescendo": how can you cram so many clichés into just three words? It would be interesting, in this regard, to open a forum on the meaning of the Italian gothic scene: and it’s important to note that between Popes, priests, romantic poets, and illustrious local bands dedicated to dark sounds (Paul Chain, Death SS, Jacula...) there would be plenty of interesting points to develop. So, I wonder, why imitate Shakespeare, Blake, and generally everything that has been skillfully handled by My Dying Bride and onwards? And why do it in such an impersonal, mediocre, and annoyingly pretentious way? It makes my head spin...

The film is not a masterpiece; however, its charm, in my opinion, lies precisely in the fact that Trumbo is not a director: he manages to speak about war with simplicity and frankness, without arrogance or authorial pretensions, while, starting from Vietnam, war films have become a kind of test for American directors to prove their artistic maturity. With good results (I think of The Deer Hunter, Apocalypse Now, Full Metal Jacket) and less good ones (Platoon, The Thin Red Line, Saving Private Ryan, the latter works by Eastwood), but in all cases, ambitious works full of authorial self-satisfaction that, from my point of view, slightly clash with the horror that is real war, and that sometimes even end up sensationalizing what they intend to demonize.

Saw it tonight... the review is excellent and perfectly reflects the content, but I didn't like the film at all. Aside from the expressive strength of some scenes (the nailed books scene is beautiful!) and the undeniable class of the director, at times I found it even irritating (I must say that, more generally, Olmi doesn't drive me crazy)... I was expecting something stronger, more incisive, and more refined from an intellectual point of view... the operation of desacralizing Christ seems to be carried out in an excessively simplistic manner. It's a perfectly legitimate operation for the times we live in (a moral obligation, one might say), but from an intellectual standpoint, a bit superficial, not deeply explored, and also somewhat predictable in certain choices... from that wise old man Olmi, I expected more, especially since this is his last film. In the void, we hear impactful phrases like "God will have to account for all the suffering humanity has suffered," which, when said by Caz de Can, sounds a bit ridiculous, pompous, and out of place compared to the premises (why does it suddenly go doctrinal? Wasn't the path of simplicity and common sense chosen? Why get entangled in the end by invoking the Last Judgment? Moreover, without having hinted at free will throughout the film?). Additionally, making the "bad guys" the financiers seemed like a somewhat unfortunate choice given the situation in Italy with illegality, corruption, amnesties, and various building abuses. However, it remains an elegant, sober, simple, and effective film, but above all, it has the merit of raising a very important and appropriate reflection for the times of fundamentalism we live in. So, the pass is for good intentions. For the rest, to speak frankly, enough about Christ! When will we have a film about Zarathustra?

Well, it's hard to recommend one over another, since they are all more or less the same, more or less beautiful, but none are perfect. The early works are more inspired but sound worse, while the later ones, perhaps a bit less inspired, do get refined in terms of form. If it's a first approach, I suggest "In Europa," a concert that gives a good idea of what Sol Invictus are about, with their strengths and weaknesses. If someone wants to dig deeper, I definitely recommend "Trees in Winter," "The Killing Tide," and "In the Rain," which are the classic ones most loved by fans. "Sol Veritas Lux" and "Lex Talionis" are nice, but there's a bit of industrial influence, and they’re somewhat raw. "Thrones" might be the worst, while "King & Queen," "The Blade," and "The Hill of Crosses" are enjoyable, but not essential. Personally, I also really appreciate the later works, particularly "In a Garden Green" and "The Devil's Steed." Want just one title? Then go with "In a Garden Green"; it's melodic, inspired, excellently played, and meticulously produced in terms of sound: you can't go wrong with that.

perhaps my favorite film...beautiful review, highlighting aspects I hadn't considered...the legend goes that Kiski at some point decided to leave the set due to the ultra-dangerous conditions, and that Herzog threatened him with a rifle to make him stay...actually, it seems that Herzog simply told Kiski that he would take the rifle and kill him and then would kill himself. Either way, it must have really been a mess shooting that film (in Fitzcarraldo, it seems even an extra was killed). Crazy, they are crazy, and the film oozes madness from the first to the last scene...great Popol Vuh...

Great concert, but: 1) enough with this shitty trend of starting concerts so early, damn it I missed the Mastodon... does someone who works really have to take time off in the middle of the afternoon to attend concerts? 2) what a really stupid idea to have bouncers on stage shining flashlights in your face if you're unlucky enough to be next to someone who wants to snap a nice little picture with their phone. Anyway, great Tool, even though it feels like now the craft is so, so (the impression is that everything was meticulously planned)... good visual impact, impressive performances from the drummer and the grinning guitarist (he's got a gut that reaches his belly button). The highlight: definitely the second part of Wings, truly a psychedelic moment... I finally understand why people compare Tool to Pink Floyd... it felt like being in Pompeii...

The first side is good, then it loses inspiration, until it becomes annoying... for me, yet another disappointment from a band with a stellar past that seems to have practically nothing left to say... nonetheless, the review is good, accurate, and objective.

I usually refrain from commenting on reviews I don't agree with, out of respect for the reviewer and differing viewpoints, but when I see empty (and mediocre) provocations like these, it makes me think that freedom of expression isn't such a great achievement for humanity after all. What sense does a review like this make? What does it communicate? And above all, why do you do it? Do you enjoy seeing so many little messages in your inbox? (I use the plural because this is a generalized outburst). If your ego feeds on this nonsense, what a worthless ego you have! After all, Warhol said it, everyone will have their fifteen minutes of fame. You're worse than Taricone; at least he gets to sleep with the ladies...

Well, a bit wave I am...nation and nothing changes, for example, are quite wavey...it's that damn hybrid from the early eighties that’s a bit difficult to classify...