Don_Pollo

But in reality, the Kasabian in this particular reality are among the least hyped, eh...

"I know that most of you will attack me on this review for the reasons you know very well." I admire the insight.

Both of the first two films have always struck me as 2 out of 5 balls, if we're being generous, when it comes to movies. If we're talking about high-level splatter nonsense that takes itself seriously, resulting in comedy because of that, at least 4 out of 5 balls.

And I, on the other hand, agree. What you write in the opening is something I also think, and I never stop telling certain people. And I look for the proposal myself.

It caught us all off guard.

Bukowski is a gap I still need to fill. Or rather, a gap I've always refused to fill. A classic case of fans who get on my nerves for those I idolize, and precisely because of those people, I've never wanted to read a single line of the aforementioned.

"And now we come to the noise-rock pieces... and yes... Celentano has taken on sounds he had never adopted before, namely those of heavy alternative rock, and we can feel it in 'La Cumbia Di Chi Cambia,' where we also find lyrics that tear at your gut with the heavy words used (aimed at our politicians, bankers, and priests)." But I think you only said that because the lyrics mention "qualunquista" like Gesùvilla, because there's really no noise, not even rock. It even made me go listen to it for no damn reason, and it totally tricked me... Revenge.

At first glance, based solely on the introduction and the title of the work, I would say it's quite the opposite of what it seems to imply with its words. And I'm not particularly inclined to listen.

I take this opportunity to tell you a story of terror, like few I have ever read. Once, there was a boy who loved to read. He read everything he could get his hands on, and he loved to go to his favorite bookstore. One day, the boy realized he had read everything the store had to offer. He approached the owner and asked if he had anything the boy had never picked up. The owner said yes, I have it, and pulled out a book titled "Death." He happily sold it to the boy at a discounted price of $50. However, he warned the boy never to read the first page. So, the boy went home and read the book, pleased. However, he always wondered what could be on that page. It was always on his mind. One day, the temptation was too much for the boy, and he flipped to the first page and dropped the book in horror. There, in bold, it read "MSRP $6.99."

The best song, for me, was the duet between Gigi D'Alessio and Richard Benson... oh, wasn't it him?