Bonny91

Awesome as fuck? Really? You're exaggerating, more likely awesome as a raspone.

This live performance is well worth it, if only for the sound of the bass, much more prominent and full-bodied than in the studio recordings (of the debut album).

A nice and unpretentious film, but I must admit that I remember the Barbie museum scene with pleasure :) "Dad, there's a Barbie museum, let's go!" "(...) Klaus Barbie, known as the butcher of Lyon.." Wonderful :D

Your uncle's brother is also your uncle, right? The review isn't written very well, but you're young and nice.

Personally - and I’m speaking to long-time Deb users - the reviewer's style quite reminds me of the late super-case-multiple human Vic Sorriso. What do you think? Particularly chilling is the line about the X-ray, but since I appreciate dark humor alongside Zalone, I’m giving a high rating to the review.

I admit it, damn, I also watch X Factor xD

Regarding the concerns of other commentators worried about a possible sellout of a girl who has potential, it should be noted that the lady is over thirty, not an inexperienced young thing, and above all, someone who has the guts to reject those nonsensical super-commercial unpublished works written by "celebrated" names that threaten the finalists every year and propose a non-commercial piece, written by her, and moreover beautiful... Well, that gives us good reason to hope.

I don't know this product, but from what I understand, many of the pieces here are now featured in the newly released DVD "Ride on Bon," a more "legal" production, and I imagine more polished!

As someone has already said, Bukowski's themes are certainly more fascinating to experience firsthand than to read about. For this reason, in my opinion, his work is indeed captivating but at times unpleasantly monotonous. Impactful nonetheless, of course. Personally, I prefer him in shorter formats, like the stories of ordinary madness, which seem more suited to him. This post office is at times wonderful, at times rather trivial, and ultimately, it seems almost exaggerated to label it as a novel; I would rather call it a novella or a long story. Certain episodes (the trip to the races, the "Texan" marriage) really seem like standalone stories, incredibly effective when extracted. In conclusion, I have a rather bipolar view of Bukowski, even though when all is said and done, I would like to be him. What a schizophrenic comment; who’s buying me a quarter-liter bottle?

Really, they deserve this, they really do.