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I can only say: Mark Linkous's family refuses to release unpublished material, practically finished, only the lyrics were missing because "mr sparklehorse" would never want to present incomplete material. Honor and respect from the family. The two greedy bitches, probably looking for easy cash to get lifts even on their assholes: "let's sell dad's burps and live easy for another few years." This isn't about moralism; simply there's no respect. And I can understand if the collection were an unmissable gift to the world, from what I've gathered it's useless crap. Kurt gave me so much, I don't need anything else from him. Peace and love.

The docufilm was pleasant, although Buzzone later said that 80% of what is narrated is nonsense. I won't express my opinion on the work in question; it would only be blasphemy.

What are these big votes? A one-and-a-half-hour video clip that oozes positivity from every corner. A lot of meat on the fire, and many good ideas (the incubus are really intriguing) poorly handled, in my opinion. In the end, it feels like a Terry Gilliam film directed by an advertiser.

I imagine that even just experiencing it peripherally leaves an indelible memory. By now, I'm becoming a bit impervious to these tragedies; perhaps experiencing them more "up close" would soften me a bit. I can only say that working in an editorial office, the flow of news—which people hardly even pay attention to anymore—is roughly this: Monday, deaths from the attack at the Bataclan, yes, but in Syria, on an ordinary day, in some random place. Tuesday, deaths from Germanwings, yes, but they are poor devils, drowned in some nameless sea (and if there’s no photo of the child "fished out" on the shore, who cares?). Wednesday, deaths from the attack in Bologna, yes, but civilians in Baghdad, preferably women and children, and I could go on for hours. It’s sad to think how much worse things don’t touch us at all, simply because they happen at the wrong latitude. I, first and foremost. I didn’t want to come off as a moralist, to be clear. Beautifully written enbar.

I have to see it. They tell me that Luca Marinelli proves to be an actor two notches above everyone else, just like in Non essere cattivo.

You snobs. If it had been made in Hollywood, you’d all be there with your dicks in hand over the DVD (or the Blu-ray).

I still need to figure out if the director is a smart cookie or not. I found Take Shelter incredibly pretentious and I didn't like it. This one isn't bad, but it relies a bit too much on the naivety of the two kids and McCoso's charisma, and in the end, it feels a bit like a "people-pleaser" movie. I don't know, a 3.5. I'll give Nichols another chance with the next film, the test of truth.

5 all my life on this record

I will copy and paste something I wrote elsewhere: A perfect film. Rather, more than a perfect film, an excellent portrait of the cultural decay of our times. Take a trashy Facebook page, with all its bad taste, its vulgarities at the limit, and the constant search for attention from users hoping to get “big likes” by writing the most funny-wrong-tasteless comment. Deadpool is this. He is the serial commentator from social networks, constantly seeking the thumbs up. And to be appreciated, obviously, you need vulgar language, sexist insults, and jokes about fat people, disabled folks, and whatever else you can throw in.
The fair of quotations: cinema, comics, music, pop culture at its peak that leaves something to be desired, continuous references to the world of entertainment that can delight only some taste-deprived nerd. By the 50th “c***o” or the 70th “figlio di p*****a”, you realize it’s really too much, truly.
Continuous allusions to the world of porn, exhausting gags from social networks; if it had been filmed in Italy, we would have also had the marò, #escile, Fedez’s messages in Baci Perugina, and other Facebook delights of this kind.
Even poor as an action movie, all stuff seen and reviewed in Matrix (which is also cited in the film), V for Vendetta, or in the billions of comic book movies released in recent years.
Same old revenge plot, same little love story in the background, only seasoned with YouPorn humor.
Seeing it already in the top 250 best movies of a well-known film site is truly sad. Then we wonder why Hollywood keeps churning out these same-old nonsense about Marvel and DC Comics characters. Bah.
At least this Deadpool perfectly portrays the cultural darkness hovering over our society, but while many works have exploited this degradation to criticize, Deadpool dives headfirst into it, positioning himself as the spokesperson for a generation of “keyboard lions.”

Well, but at Map of the Stars, or Map to the Stars, or Maps to the Star, my grandfather in a wheelbarrow would still kick its ass.