mien_mo_man

And here I am, assessing with a sense of superiority that which... a macabre spurt, as from a severed artery...

I’m not giving you the score because I agree with what you’ve written, but because of how you’ve written it. The strength of your conviction is evident in your review. I remember perfectly the scene on the train and all the people who are mannequins... There’s no denying it: if Celentano had been an American or an Englishman, he would have found someone able to tame his talent and character, putting it at the service of a more mature art form, but cinematographically IT’S A SCANDAL THAT, IN A NATION OF FELLINI AND ANTONIONI, IT HAS NOT BEEN POSSIBLE TO CREATE, TOGETHER WITH HIM AND AROUND HIM, AN AUTHORIAL CINEMA, CULT, OF HIGH QUALITY AND BOLD ENOUGH, LEAVING IT TO CELENTANO TO DISCIPLINE HIMSELF, something he managed to do perfectly here and never again in any other attempt.

sorry for not having read it yet: I’m very distracted when it comes to movie reviews. As soon as I can, I swear I’ll read it: I believe this film is a masterpiece, but maybe it deserves to be watched and studied again. thanks to you, and maybe with your words in hand. talk to you later

I know them well, those from this is it, produced by U2 if I'm not mistaken.

indeed it looked like a découpage cover to me :)

5 to the atmospheres, 4 to the record: 4.5 overall... rounding up to 5. to you 1 inevitable

what a strange turn of events sometimes… a punk who votes for Forza Italia and creates formats… poor thing, especially Mirò, and who knows why she chose this guy. I like your writing style even though pulp literature is dead and buried.

I hope that these my ONEs can help you choose to change your listening.

the traffic, the fact that everything that happens in Rome is an event and therefore destabilizes the city, the strikes, the protests, the jubilees, the taxi drivers who rob you of your money, the illegal ones, the people who if by mistake you have the imprudence to speak to won’t leave you alone until they tell you their entire life story... Totti's brother who dresses like a king even though even a mentally challenged person would realize that he’s a total loser...

I would go to CBGB's (provided it doesn’t close down first like it was about to a million times) to see Ric Ocasek, Alan Vega, Tom Verlaine, Jonathan Richman... definitely not Manitoba, but that doesn’t mean I can't have fun with some good old intellectual nonsense.