Bartleboom

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DeAge™ : 7610 days • Here since 9 august 2005
Jack Kerouac Sulla Strada
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I'm in the middle of a "thirty-something crisis." Nothing feels right, I can't stay in the same spot for more than half an hour, every minute of sleep feels wasted, I wake up every day wanting to throw a couple of underwear and a heavy metal t-shirt into my high school backpack and just leave, no matter where... basically, all the clichés from a Muccino film. By chance - or maybe not so much - these days I was gifted On the Road. I'm on page 100 and it's really irritating me. I don't want to judge any of the big fans of this book here or elsewhere, but for me it basically feels like a porn movie: you're watching others do what you wish you could do or something like that. You can give it a hand, but after washing your hands, you return to being the same white-collar drone who checked that his girlfriend wasn't around before pulling out the DVD. Theoretically, I should feel some kind of "empathy" for Sal, but instead he just comes off as a pretty likable guy listing all the things he's done with a bunch of idiots. Maybe it's just too much resentment I've got. Against teachers. Against teachers.
Assemble Head in Sunburst Sound Manzanita
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To tell the truth, I believe Ekranoplan is the second: if I remember correctly, there’s a "s/t" from 2006 before it, which - although not bad - didn’t exactly leave my eardrums and pubic regions in tatters. Given that it’s common knowledge that Ekranoplan still represents the pinnacle of their production, I would like to break a lance in favor of the poor When Sweet etc etc. At the time of its release, I played it quite a bit on my stereo: it couldn’t count on great compositional peaks and at some points it sounded a bit mannered, but overall I didn’t mind the less chaotic and more folk-country vibe.
Enrico Brizzi Jack Frusciante è uscito dal gruppo
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Assailed by an attack of cosmic boredom, during lunch break I watched the movie on YouTube. About two shots in, I started hoping that the Antichrist would arrive to lay waste to the earth. I hadn't seen such nonsense in years...
Alex Delivery Star Destroyer
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Finally, a bit of healthy synthesis! I don't know anything about this stuff and it could all be a massive load of nonsense, but at least it's straight to the point and I didn't have to take the day off to read it all. Well done.
Brandon Sanderson La via dei re
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I just started it not long ago: back in the day, everyone spoke very poorly of it, claiming that the narrative was very slow and, in general, that it was a boring work. The fact that someone with a bulimic writing style like Stefano Re took so long to finish it had also been pointed out to me as a sign of little inspiration. More recently, however, several people have started to speak highly of it, so a few months ago I bought The Last Knight (which I actually found very fascinating, albeit a bit lacking in narrative tension), and I have The Drawing of the Three on my desk.
Brandon Sanderson La via dei re
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I was thinking: what a drag these modern sagas of 13 volumes with 1000 pages each, two thousand characters, seven hundred cities, twenty continents, and 15 subplots are. It increasingly feels like we're facing authors who try to compensate for a lack of true creativity with the sheer quantity of characters and situations: I'm thinking of scum like Terry Brooks (among the worst I've ever read) or that trashy Marion Zimmer Bradley (who basically writes Harlequins with swords and elves), people who churn out three books a year and not one leaves you with anything by the end. As far as I'm concerned, "pure" fantasy has said everything it had to say with the founding fathers of the genre (Tolkien - who was a psychopath -, Moorcock - who was a paranoid drug addict - Lewis and a few others). For the rest, the best stuff I've read has either come from people who mixed fantasy with gothic (above all: Mervyn Peake with the first two books of the Gormenghast saga) or from those who tried to step away from the genre's tropes, placing it in a more modern and/or cultured dimension (e.g., Gaiman), or with a more ironic touch (e.g., Terry Pratchett).
Brandon Sanderson La via dei re
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Reading the first paragraph catapulted me into a very fantasy parallel universe, where storms of subordinated coordinates have affected the races, animals, plants, and technologies that dominate the earth.
Unsane Wreck
Unsane Wreck
21 aug 12
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I’ve had it in my car for a couple of days: after a summer spent painting romantic horizons in opal blue while listening to rich rock posts, I remembered how nice it is to have blood on my hands. Hooray.
Possessed Seven Churches
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Damn, the fair of punches...
Sofia Coppola Somewhere
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Recently seen. Half disappointment. Half because there is something that works: the very calm and slightly hazy photography, the snapshot of the grotesque Italian television muck, Dorff's face that seems cut out just for the character. And then Elle Fanning, since I saw her in Super 8, embodies the girl I would have liked to fall in love with at age 12. If she ever has a nose and teeth that can be called such, she will be one of the most beautiful women on the planet. The rest, for the most part, is a lot of rambling and little else: there are truly too many exasperating sequences for how useless and dragged out they are (e.g., the ice skating ballet), the sudden and implausible crisis of the protagonist, the rushed ending... I like Coppola's cinema, just as it's built on silences and environments. But for it to work, there still need to be dynamics, something that moves beneath the surface, ready to break the icy layer and emerge. Otherwise, it slips into tedium or, worse still, into the authorial pretensions that stink with both great and small alike.