psychopompe

DeRank : 13,33
DeAge™ : 8188 days • Here since 11 january 2004
The Horrors Strange House
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Indeed, I somewhat agree with your judgment (I'm not giving a rating because I won't listen to the whole album). Unfortunately, dressing like one's guiding idols (or at least making a syncretism of the outfits of the various bands from which inspiration is drawn) in a pedantic way doesn't make them appealing to the slightly more seasoned listener. Or rather, from my perspective, they start in reverse. It’s more a lack of new ideas (including wardrobe) than a lack of content.
The Horrors Strange House
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I apologize, this is a purely personal outburst that almost goes beyond these four rich kids. What little I've heard is not gas-state crap like much of what "works" in trendy clubs; let's say it's semi-liquid (which is a compliment in my book for the current scene). A lot of cramps, a bit of back from the grave, gravedigger V, and so on. But I prefer the originals. I don't think there's a need for it, in my opinion. If someone is not familiar with the genre, that's fine (as long as they listen to the music and just that; looking at them and not trying to smash their face on the spot is, in my view, punishable by law). But just to say, a band from three years ago that moved in similar coordinates (but no one cared about them, both because they were derivative and because at the time Franz Ferdinand and White Stripes were all the rage) was the 80's Matchbox B-Line Disaster. At this point, give them a try.
The Horrors Strange House
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kicked in the ass until their pelvis is crushed, that’s what I think. Sure, at least for my tastes, light years better than kaiser bloc interpol maximo and similar garbage. But they are so fake that they almost seem surreal. A look tailored for the whims of the usual four hype promoters from Britain. Is it really so difficult to project sincere artistic urgency in Albion? Or rather, is it necessary to package just lacquered music products for the masses? After all, even the most simple-minded British listeners must be tired and aware of the trick behind these groups. Or am I too optimistic, still believing in the non-existence of total imbeciles, or do I not want to admit that in the end the music business has won decisively and honesty is banned? Last possibility: what if they genuinely believe they are doing something new and interesting by grooming themselves this way? If the answer is positive, terrible future prospects loom ahead...
Egg The Polite Force
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alright, the vote was for the other one
Egg The Polite Force
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I found the first used one in Tokyo last week... but it disappointed me a bit, too canonically progressive for my ears. To be fair, the final suite is worth the album, but after a while I can't stand the keyboards; a bit of guitar every now and then wouldn't hurt.
Gruff Rhys Candylion
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I’ve been hearing it for a couple of weeks, and it definitely has something charming about it. Gyrru Gyrru Gyrru all over.
Paul Verhoeven Robocop
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Well, this is also a piece of my childhood. High nostalgic value, rather low cinematic quality. Let's say the ideas are interesting, presented in a simplistic manner anyway. But Verhoeven's take on violence has always appealed to me, beautifully morbid, always full of splatter moments like the one with the hand at the beginning. All this talk reminds me of my thesis on the relationship between man, machine, and the cyborg body. Thumbs up still for Starship Troopers; not many have wanted to give it the attention it deserves—it's much smarter than people are led to believe. Damn, the advertisements are genius, and the sarcastic references to Nazi iconography (the blonde who becomes a spy—with ESP powers—is dressed exactly like any Wehrmacht hierarchy) are spot on.
Woody Allen Prendi I Soldi E Scappa
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Among my favorites by Allen, along with Bananas and especially Love and Death (damn, the recurring nightmare with waiters in uniforms coming out of coffins in the fortune goes hand in hand with the dream of the crucifixion with its attached parking in Manhattan). I feel more connected to Woody's absurd side; he still makes me laugh a lot. Of course, in his books he is less absurd and more sharp, but it doesn’t seem that far apart. A noteworthy moment is when he agrees to be a guinea pig for drugs during his detention, the side effect of which was to become a rabbi for half an hour.
Woody Allen Prendi I Soldi E Scappa
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Among my favorites by Allen, along with Bananas and especially Love and Death (damn, the recurring nightmare with waiters in uniforms coming out of coffins in the fortune goes hand in hand with the dream of the crucifixion with its attached parking in Manhattan). I feel more connected to Woody's absurd side; he still makes me laugh a lot. Of course, in his books he is less absurd and more sharp, but it doesn’t seem that far apart. A noteworthy moment is when he agrees to be a guinea pig for drugs during his detention, the side effect of which was to become a rabbi for half an hour.
Ridley Scott Blade Runner
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Ubik and A Scanner Darkly are my favorite Dick books; A Scanner Darkly was impossible to translate into a video in any way. Linklater tried, but his film is practically about something else. It’s not even excessively bad, but it doesn’t live up to the book. Ubik might be easier, but I'm afraid that if it falls into the hands of CGI manipulators, nonsense is just around the corner.
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