Nichilismo76

When it came out, I really despised it... this couldn't be Metallica!! Listening to it again 12 years later, in hindsight, it seems like a great hard rock album. Maybe not every track is a masterpiece, but if you listen to it with an open mind, it's a great record... the real garbage from Metallica is St. Anger... there’s still a certain class here...

I don't know, I was just joking, anyway you have a nice ass...

Jim, your photo is also hilarious (are you happy now?). Too bad only your face is visible.

To the Big Bird I say: thank you, now that I have your approval I can go back to sleeping peacefully...
To Teomondo: I read it wrong, for all I care it could have been a British metalhead.
To the poor man's Jim Morrison: thank goodness you’re here, who isn’t a jerk, and if you like a kick in the ass, no one will take it away from you...

Dear metallaroalbionico, for now you’re the only one worth considering because you have the courage to show yourself (in a hilarious photo, by the way)... Anyway, you’re right, I’m touchy and when I see certain things I care about being dissed I become childish and I bite too... I posted a photo as well if you want to see my pathetic dad look, it’s a bit crap but it’s the only publishable one I have on my PC... maybe I’ll get a better one later. I’d also like to emphasize that I don’t give a damn about pretending to be precise like many of you, there are more important things. Sometimes I find a movie that moves me and maybe even speaks about me (like in this case) or helps me understand different realities and then I stop and applaud... but that happens rarely. I don’t give a shit about the history of cinema and this director or that one... I prefer real life. To Uccel di Bosco I say: if you want to see my dick I can show you too (but don’t touch...) so you can judge its size for yourself...

Ah! I found out that Barry Lyndon is a film, not a director!! I'm such an ignoramus!! Go ahead and crucify me, I'm here for that!! Anyway, you piqued my curiosity and I'll get my hands on it. But now I'm off to do some gym and swimming, leaving you to wither in front of the monitor. Bye, you pretentious cinephiles. P.S. The movies I’ve seen by Shyamalan made me shit, he would have been better off as a factory worker, rather than a director...

trust me, it's a pretty common way of saying at least around my area. As for Barry Lyndon, I only know it by name; I don’t know what films he’s made but I’ll look into it. Keep in mind that I'm not a film buff; I prefer to live rather than spend my life in front of a monitor. However, I can recognize works that are worth it and maybe if they remind me of my childhood like the faun. Know that your responses come off a bit like spoiled snobbery, but everyone is who they are. Anyway, my resentment is only virtual, not real. A hug.

sorry barry lyndon I don't know him. can you enlighten me? and also, look, I express myself quite heavily because you all seem so falsely politically correct that every now and then a good energetic and foul-mouthed scolding does you well... you didn't answer me about your age, privacy issues?

Anyway, the commercial product is you, made in series, and they just changed the name and hair color. And how can you speak so poorly about a film that is also excellently acted? But I guess there are certain things you just can't grasp...

Look, for me it’s all a game. If I knew you in person, I’d turn the other way. Can you understand how little I care about you? If you can’t grasp that, there’s nothing I can do to help you. Sensitivity my ass, go review big fish and listen to guns n’ roses with their misogynistic lyrics (but do you even like women?) little fascist prick. And how old are you anyway, 15 or 16? Spoiled little brat. If you haven’t gotten it yet, this stuff on the internet is just a bunch of nonsense for me, and I enjoy watching the reactions of limited people like you and the woodland bird.