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And they recover. Orange clockwork music. Great signaling
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I should re-respond to them. You’re good.
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eeeeeehhhhhh .... punches
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Nice read this review. The genre, however, kind of sucks for me, I'm afraid. But it deserves a listen. And this summer, everyone in Croatia.
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It would be six stars, because being mentioned by the Count gives stature even to my heinous acts. It's just that they have never really managed to engage me; they leave me indifferent. They carry an energy that, for some reason, doesn't resonate with me.
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A film teetering on the edge of unbearable if it weren't for Streep and Hanks. "Compitino" is the right word, additionally burdened by a slowness (which is a distinctive trait of Spielberg's aesthetics) that, more than ever in this case, weighs down the narrative. Zero rhythm, tedious shots. I almost fell asleep in the theater. What a bore.
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Just for the name of the band. Among the ten coolest of all time.
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Not the kind of content/music genre that makes me clap my hands, but I wish we had more pages like this.