bjorky

Sure, what does that mean?? What's with all this hermeticism? I hadn't read the review because as soon as I saw the rating given to the album, I just couldn't bring myself to it.....how nice, Debaser is all for me and the metallarobionico, two great personalities here, be proud to have us as commentators, dear reviewer!

well, it must be the charm of your nick :-)

Hi handsome, here I am all for you, an exuberant woman! ;-) Of course, I've never heard of these people, but... this time you really hit us with a bang and went!

aaah I couldn't wait!! Heard it by chance from a friend...this is even worse than the previous ones...

don't exaggerate metalhead, you can barely see it, it’s just a small hint...

Hello!! Not that I'm defending Conte, who can defend himself just fine, but... comparing him to Fred Flintstone!!! Conte is full of life, I can believe he goes at it from morning till night, but have you seen Flintstone??? I have, that fool had told me his full name and that he had a website... so I went to look it up and it's better that I don’t describe the horror.... in fact, he ended up taking down the site, out of embarrassment... But Conte, explain something to me: how is it that after years of being together, you still have such a high sex drive??? Usually after one or two years, there’s the inevitable decline.... what’s your secret??? And then Conte, it’s not right to talk about your woman, whom you've loved for years, in such terms, as if she were some random bimbo... come on, be a good boy! But how lovely it is when you talk about sex though...

fantastic!

I should clarify, a guy like Chirurgh takes out a good number of them from a long distance and some face to face, but you see, Fusillo, it's pointless to search for realism in this character, in the context of the film... he is the ruthless, insensitive, cold America, he doesn’t need a reason to desire the briefcase; he wants it just for the sake of owning it, at the expense of everything and everyone... he feels no pain, has no feelings, leaving only a glimmer of hope through fate, luck (the coin), just like America, insensitive to the suffering of the downtrodden, the weak, the marginalized, who gets kicked in the ass by the remnants of an absurd war that cost her too much (we're in 1980) and that she herself sent to the slaughter, without reason... An America that instead of undergoing a self-examination, a spiritual cleansing to rid itself of the filth it carries from the wrongdoings of the last 20 years (besides Vietnam, I also recall Watergate, the Kennedy murders) is heading towards protecting its ass behind a narrow-minded materialist well-being, a self-serving greed, a frantic rush towards unrestrained hedonism (the years of Reagan, indeed, of the Yuppies) at the expense of everything and everyone, where the coldest and most insensitive win and the weak are crushed.

Yes, not exactly a dream but rather how it's interpreted by the directors. The déjà vu isn't so much due to the suitcase and the theme of humanity's inhuman greed (shall we also mention "Crimes and Misdemeanors"?) but rather from the theme, from the message that I think it wants to convey, somewhat like Altman's "America Today," but from a completely different perspective.

Now that I re-read the review and have seen the film, I can say that Fusillo approached the viewing from a completely wrong perspective, in my opinion... yours is a sterile critique, as if you were commenting on a classic entertainment thriller, a very conventional one, instead of a film that is certainly not genre-specific, rich in metaphors, a bit abstract, dreamlike as Supersoul says, a "dark" fairy tale without hope, as I perceived it... you, Fusillo, really split hairs unnecessarily... the character played by Woody Harrelson is dismissed quickly because he is an ephemeral character; despite being aware of the danger that Chirurgh represents, he is a braggart, a superficial person, flaunting useless bravado, completely powerless in the face of Chirurgh's cold madness... a powerlessness that in the old sheriff's character takes the shape of a resigned passivity, despite the sincere desire to save Llewelyn... you say he dies too soon, but why? He was a fool just like Woody Harrelson, making one dumb decision after another, the biggest one being to go back and give that dying Mexican a drink (for which he is forgivable due to his humanity) and the one of standing in front of the door while Chirurgh is about to come in instead of positioning himself behind the door to catch him by surprise (unforgivable for his stupidity). Then you say you would have wanted to see Bardem face off against all those Mexicans... dear Fusillo, a type like him would have taken them all out from a long distance... the comparison with Terminator makes no sense, and I can't judge the one with Romanzo Criminale, not having seen that film.