Bartleboom

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DeAge™ : 7610 days • Here since 9 august 2005
Josh Boone Colpa delle Stelle
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Virtually watched by accident last night. The first part may not be a masterpiece, but in my opinion, it has a nice rhythm. It won't be profound, it won't be super original, but at least it's entertaining and made me want to keep watching. More or less halfway through (I’d say from the trip to Amsterdam onwards), it becomes quite unbearable. There are at least a couple of scenes that really make you want to turn it off and go eat bread and salami, and this whole American obsession with eulogies where there’s no funeral (or, as in this case, a dress rehearsal for a funeral) in which you MUST say deeply profound and moving words, but with a sprinkle of irony once in a while so that people can comment, "I found myself laughing and crying at the same time" – it really has worn us out...
Acrimony The Acid Elephant E.P.
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They were one of my fetishes from the stoner scene that was: they had created their own cosmogony made of turbo-elephants, space messengers of peace, and hallucinogenic mushrooms, far from the desert mysticism of Kyuss and the Sabbathian darkness of their fellow countrymen Cathedral. I’m not saying they were original (there’s not a damn thing original in this genre), but they had a stoner style that I really liked and enormous riffs, sea horses of watts that made you spin in a convertible without even wanting to. I was really sad that they broke up... The project that emerged from their ashes (Sigirya, but I’m not sure that’s how it’s spelled) made a nice album, still with some great riffs, but, as far as I remember, they had kind of lost the pissi pissi component along the way and in the end it sounded a bit too tight.
Konntinent The Empire Line
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The first three lines were really beautiful... I liked the soft-core atmosphere, the image of Lucia with her white skin, passed out from alcohol on the bed, and you wanting to touch her pears, but then again, no, because after all, you’re a good guy and you really care about her, despite that purple monolith that’s grown in your pants... Then came a huge mess of ice creams, rich friends who I didn’t get what they were doing in your house while you were trying to get with Lucia, a neoclassical setting, and especially that stuff about commas, quotation marks, periods, spaces, and splashes that I just couldn't resist and that I fixed for you... Too bad, because it could have turned into a nice little escapade...
Chelsea Wolfe Abyss
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Very curious after reading you. Good boy.
Konami Silent Hills P.T. (demo)
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I mean, you wrote this without actually playing it, but just after watching gameplay videos on YouTube? Kind of like bragging at the bar with your friends about getting laid after watching a porn... whatever.
The Chemical Brothers Born in the echoes
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In practice, I never really listened to them. Essentially because when they were making the albums that everyone says are great, I was in a phase where I wouldn't even look at an album unless it had at least two dragons on the cover or some random Nazarene meeting a gruesome end. However, now I’m a different person, and the other night I even cooked myself a kind of rice salad, but with barley instead of rice, because I'm trying to rebalance my omega 3 and omega 6 intake and I'm cutting out red meats, carbonated drinks, and refined sugars. And while the barley was boiling and I was chopping up green olives and avocado, I listened to this album. The feeling was a bit like, damn… I kept checking to see if Spotify accidentally switched the album between songs. But there are some cool things in there, a bit post-rock, it seems to me…
Lenny Abrahamson Frank
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In fact, the pacing is not exactly the film's strong point, and indeed, with its arrival in America, the movie becomes a bit more cliché, but overall I think the result is good. The entire first part in Ireland is quite enjoyable, and the ending is spot on. And not at all comforting. Great recommendation.
HBO & Nic Pizzolato True Detective
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At first, it literally enchanted me. Then, little by little, it wore off. In the end, I'm very glad I saw it; I can definitely say that I liked it, but not at the obsessive levels of BB. There are wonderful things: the direction, the cinematography, Mattiù Maccoso (actor), Michelle Monaghan (someone you'd really want to marry, have kids with, and grow old together with, who at one point shows her butt and I was almost tearing through the blanket with a hard-on that I hadn't had since before andropause), but above all, Louisiana: holy mother, for someone like me used to the little park in Busto Arsizio, those damn places are of an extreme unsettling, the kind of stuff that if you find yourself in the middle of it, you die before Leatherface even shows up. But then again, there are things that just don't work. Rusty's character is really "too much" and he spouts nonsense that not even my grandmother did when she wasn't taking her pills. The investigation is a load of crap. The culprit is the protagonist of an episode of "Buried Alive."
George Miller Mad Max Fury Road
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Here you go!
Javier Zanetti La Maglia Numero 4 o del Paradosso
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Regarding paradoxes: I truly stopped following Milan when the curva Sud protested against Maldini precisely on the day of his farewell from the pitch. Not because I was particularly fond of Maldini, but because that protest was the "NON football" that denied "THE football." Football is catharsis, the horizontal that becomes vertical: it's within everyone's reach, anyone can play it (what was the story? just two backpacks and a ball...), but some, by playing it, rise up to become legends. And if the horizontal clashes with the vertical, it almost certainly produces a 90-degree angle. Which for some can be equally cathartic, but as far as I’m concerned, it is almost always the premise of a betrayal.