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I saw it and I agree with your analysis. The technical aspects of the second part didn’t receive the same attention as the first, and you can feel the unevenness you describe. It remains a highly enjoyable film, acted by a handful of fantastic actors and with an amazing soundtrack. That's no small feat. I also liked how the characters were skillfully sketched. Four stars for everyone.
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I had picked "Sexual Harassment" but I must have listened to it a couple of times. Then immediate boredom.
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There is still life on debasio
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It was a decent review ... maybe even good. You turned it into a great page. What pride, thank you guys ... thank you all.
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Alright... you're provoking me.
Summer (a not insignificant detail), in front of my seven nephews in the garden, I decide to be the uncle who cracks them up by transforming that gaseous movement rumbling in my belly into a popping and memorable laughter opportunity for my beloved little ones. So I call them over, "everyone here, kids," and once I have everyone's attention, I say, "listen to this fart." I push hard to achieve maximum sound effect, but behind the gaseous mass lurks an insidious mush that spills forth abundantly, clearly visible as it drips from my shorts. I still remember the chant of the little nephew (the uncle pooped himself!!!) as I try to make my way to the house with my legs wide apart, looking for a pair of underwear and pants as quickly as possible. Well, anyway, that fart turned out to be memorable.
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I am flattered that this review has become a space to authoritatively discuss such timeless topics.
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Ahhhahhahhahahahahahhhhahhhhahhah ... thanks Bartolo :-))) If I find the time, I'll write about a similar meteoricherryfigureofsh*t with the hottest roommate in my building. In the meantime, I'm starting this day with a smile on my lips.
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Yes, but ... I find it hard to conceive reviews of a single piece.
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So dear, I’m running for victory in the farting competition. Just yesterday, I was descending the stairs of the metro at Piazza S. Babila, and convinced that the place was entirely free of human presence, I let out one of devastating loudness. The only problem was that due to my hood and that crap in my headphones blasting at full volume, I didn’t notice a girl who passed me a second after I exhaled. An excellent way to start the week. PROOOOOOOOOTTTTTT
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For once a review not filled with your fucking rhetoric.