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I love him too. Good job. Soon I'm going to watch it calmly. One curiosity. Is the soundtrack up to par, as we're usually accustomed to?
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I confirm. It pretty much sucks, even pretending that they're not the Pixies but a decent indie rock band.
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I'm sorry, but I just don't find all that inspiration in this album, like in the ones after the reunion. It might be a nice work, but that sharp madness that made me appreciate them is nowhere to be found. Some tracks are particularly cringeworthy. Only "silver bullet" is redeemable. And I'm not saying this as a listener who is dogmatically opposed to reunions. We've seen some happy ones (like atdi, for example). Here, there’s nothing more to say other than it's honest work.
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Damn. I missed you. And now on the air.
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three steps forward. Hoping that the abyss is right after the first.
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Well, theater is justified only for the sake of getting laid. Otherwise, it’s like shooting yourself in the balls, come on.
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Although I don't appreciate theater. For my own reasons.
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Instead, with Tom Cruise, I’ve reassessed "The Edge of Tomorrow." And in fact, the director is not Spielberg. Who has now become a behemoth, and I confess I’ve never really appreciated him that much even in the past.
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Fantastic. Bartolo's reviews are great classics. When I'm feeling a bit down, I reread one. Coincidentally, I just reread this one last week. Thank you, Bartolo. You and a few others are an example of how to be here.
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Poor DFW. His imbalance hand in hand with his genius, in search of the impossible balance. I adore him.