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A mass of pseudo-bourgeois generalizations that are disgusting... What did you say? You were doing satire? Ah, ok, then I'll change my grade...

The parallelism with the viral emergency greatly dilutes a review that doesn’t start off on the right foot (whose colossal nonsense is it that History would be a scandal?)
The series, being HBO material, is little more than mediocre in narrative development, full of forced elements, distortions, and superficiality galore… The portrayal of Legasov is grave, and the ridiculous sloppiness with which the actual and funereal disaster of Soviet communism is represented is serious.. Understanding what Chernobyl was is extremely difficult unless you read a few books and have at least some idea of what you're talking about; obviously, the average American viewer has such a level of ignorance that you have to present a story with heroes vs villains, otherwise they get annoyed.. Hence the narrative disaster, it goes without saying..
But there is a but: the perfectly fitting aesthetics of some scenes, the level of acting, the clever use of special effects.. The fact that for those who have a certain age and a certain historical memory, Chernobyl is indeed a monster, a kind of Barad Dur, a terrible idea of industrial death.. There’s a scene lasting just over 90 seconds that, in this sense, is worth the whole series..
In any case, let’s go full steam ahead with nuclear energy, the only true response to global warming.. And a loud fuck you to the ignorant commentators who compare what happened at unit 4 with what occurred at Fukushima Dai-ichi..

I don’t know, maybe I understood little to nothing of this review, especially the central part, but I really didn’t like it..
I found the film kind of, well, basically boring, except for the episode with James Franco that had me cracking up..

Excellent mention.. I preferred the first part of the anthology and I still need to read the third one; we are nonetheless presented with a collection of small gems.. Hodgson does not achieve lofty aesthetic results, often his prose is too heavy (the one you cited, "The Boat Of The Glen Carrig," is exemplary in this regard) but his horrific imagination truly strikes, of course, at a deep level! The Derelict, for example, can evoke a horror that many contemporary writers can only dream of..
I must say, I find the discussion of "who inspired whom" a bit tiresome, as if to somehow strengthen the status of a not-so-well-known author, who has indeed written interesting things, but artistically has not achieved the results of an HPL..

I'm not commenting on the gist of the review, which I find a bit forced... It's a great film, epic and technically impeccable, but for me, it pales in comparison to the first one... It cost so much that Cameron, to ensure box office success, had to sweeten it with rhetoric and child/machine sentimentalism that frays an almost perfect SF plot... That's fine, of course, but facing the dry artisanal imperfection of the first one, Judgement Day loses on points, and not by a little... Watching it again a few months ago nearly bored me, because it's really just a toy, and toys get old after a while... The Terminator is a nightmare almost devoid of hope, and that's something that never goes out of style...

Once, "reviews" like these were in the hands of @[Il Tarantiniano] or STIPE.. A whole different level of approximation, other levels..

Let's go in order; I wouldn't even call this a "record," to me it's just dirty emptiness filled with rap & attitude... But you're right when you recall that certain, let's say crap, should be dismissed in a couple of phrases.. You, on the other hand, are particularly ineffective because you ramble on for some unknown reason.. For me, Sfera Ebbasta can be described using the same terms I would use for a McDonald's menu (after all, the product in question is more akin to junk food than to music), that is: colorful, confusing, designed by marketing professionals to appeal to kids, popular, of poor quality, irrelevant..

To pretend to have something to say, the worst thing is to resort to a voluminous mix of cheap slang and country bumpkin attitudes. You don't make people laugh, reflect, or even disgusted. So what's the point?

I don't know who he is (and thank goodness...) and I don't know what he's leading (and what a relief...).
However, I can tell you two things:
- If "Pif was better" then this should seem very poor to me, because to me, Pif was (is) of a rare ineffectiveness;
- If this program has received the endorsement of "The Vision" (a "magazine" that, in terms of communicative and intellectual approach, is one of the most disgustingly fascist things I've recently stumbled upon) then we are logically dealing with a pile of television scraps.
I have enough arrogance & experience to trust my gut feeling...

An album I've listened to many times but never truly digested.. Vacuous, indolent, playful but not joyful at all to me.. It might be the age-old disdain I have for the dandy and hippie attitude in general, but it just doesn’t resonate with my spirit.. However, the writing is truly beautiful, and it immediately redeems the somewhat unfortunate opening: "In these grim times, when grayness and adversity prevail" seems to me a bit too banal and forced of a generalization.. But on the rest, there’s no disagreement: beautiful writing and an excellent framing of this bizarre and atypical pop artist..