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I loved The Grouch. Actually, I'm going to listen to it again now. It's a bad reception regardless of the rating.

Nes is not entirely wrong; the term "simulation" was used quite loosely. Today, it would straightaway earn the label of a racing game, not so much for the lack of an implemented damage model (which, although approximate and limited to texture changes, wasn't impossible, but it wouldn't have made much difference), but rather for the permissive driving model that allowed collisions and nudges without significant consequences. What truly hit the mark was the fact that it had reconstructed grip, acceleration, and maneuverability models that were very different and true to their real-life counterparts (not to mention the enviable car roster), and simply put, no one had ever done better on consoles. However, if you dig into the simulations of '94 (Nascar by Papyrus), '96 (Gran Prix 2 by Crammond), and even '92 (GP, also by Crammond), there were already titles that would send you spinning against the guardrail if you dared lean on another car in a corner.

Like the previous screenplays, another film that brings down the mood. A bit less heavy than Babel anyway, which I wouldn't watch again even under torture.

House of the Dead is a gem of trash; any aspiring director should watch it to understand how not to make a film. Every line, situation, character, and shot in that movie is wrong or nonsensical. So bad it's good.

Darth Vader’s comment inevitably brings a smile to my face; the contrast with the review is just too strong. The lord manages to place the most crude and insensitive comment right beneath a review that oozes "fragility, innocence, despair." In short, it's "beautifully horrible."

K, sorry, but by mentioning Scabbia, Pausini, and Clerici, we’re still talking about ridiculous caricatures. Is it really a problem that there are jokes (in fact, the tone of DLF is absolutely delirious and ironic) in this sense? I mean, I would understand if we were discussing women of undeniable artistic value, people of substance, but that doesn’t seem to be the case at all. Review some trash sung or acted by a beautiful man and write down every dirty fantasy that comes to mind; no man will feel offended, if anything there will be a few more laughs. Then sure, it’s true that there are some that are desperate in their last stages, certain definitions are embarrassing, but they more than anything else stigmatize the idiocy of those who write them.

"remains the ugliest movie I've ever seen." then you've seen few :D

gummo, I watched the film without looking at the local trailers, so for me it was fresh, and I emphasize, unexpected. Larrok, I know I spoiled -almost- everything out of malice, but anyway the review in itself was already a pretty annoying spoiler...

"Starting with 'great whore' in the review of a woman who talks about another woman in a (for her) moment of fragility is not exactly a great choice of timing." True, but talking about censorship for such a triviality is also a poor choice. And as Deadhouse says, the lord's comment is less foolish than one might think.

and there are no longer any half seasons