Core-a-core

Ezekiel, I don't understand what you mean. Especially when you talk about sports as the only healthy environment. Doping, billions, vices, drugs, depressions, and more. Sports have been the most polluted environment of all, and surely the one infected first. Football has turned into a high-level business in just two months. In any case, between the two Roman teams, logically better is Lazio. Also because the true Roman spirit that both want to flaunt surely belongs to those born in the 1900s, who write daJe and not daYe on their banners. Romanisti don't even know how to write their own dialect. Pathetic.

Enbar, I wasn't referring to you. The account of those who haven't seen the stadium is that of the director. A fake film, a bit like The Wrestler. A film made by someone who thought it would be a good idea to gather information from what I would call institutional sources and then added a bit of drama and vulgarity here and there. Therefore, a failed operation, in my opinion. More than anything, we should make a film about why this movement exists. But that would stir up too many powerful people who have instead created a tailor-made scapegoat. For this reason, a true film will never be made. I suggest watching Hooligans, produced by the BBC quite a few years ago. At least it’s a bit more politically incorrect.

Without hard feelings, but it just doesn't work. Review from a "couch potato," a shitty film. The only realistic aspect is the crude tribe of ultras (with the accent on the "a") from Roma. The rest is an absolutely bigoted and uncritical view. Forget about a narrative of reality. There are a thousand ways to talk about the world of the stands. This is the worst, the most stereotyped. The account of someone who has never seen a stadium.

To a career and to the album that is worth as much as a career.

Everything is beyond comment, both the review and the album. And in any case, I believe it is never right to talk about things you don't know deeply. And nazi rock is a total bullshit, the usual thing that works a bit like the attempts to ridicule Berlusconi: the more you try to ridicule the fascists, the more support you create for them. Anyway, I abhor all of this.

Uhm. Compared to the junk that’s out today, this is definitely a commendable film. I watched it in the theater and found it interesting. It feels very forced at certain points where the plot HAS to take specific turns, partly due to narrative timing and other factors. Nonetheless, it’s a good job.

Well done, excellent review. Without false modesty, I tell you this as a true fan of the band.

I really liked it. Not a 5, but it's fine as a transition. Of course, I would have taken more risks too, and it's true that they played it safe. Still, it's a nice album, made by creative people who are technically very skilled.

Going for oxymoron, a linear contortion of the soul. Before this album, rock had not yet fully known itself.

This is not a review, but what you said is beautiful and demonstrates that you have fully grasped the artist's spirit. I always listen to Rock Bottom when I'm in the library room, with the lampshade lit dimly while I pace around or sit on the couch smoking. Right there on the couch, smoking, I think about how it's possible that with this record, I already fly normally, but after a puff, I’m practically traveling. And so I spend the time until a few hours later when, in total silence, I come back to myself and think about how fucking deep this work is. You see, I’m the one who wrote some sort of "rational" about GN'R driven by primal, amused, and unwavering impulses due to adolescent memories. But here, gentlemen, we are talking about something immense, something that stands apart from the world and helps the soul transcend and approach its extreme opposite. The point where the soul touches its own opposite, seeing itself reflected in reverse. Practically bottom-soul. Incredible, Wyatt. God bless you.