geenoo Banned

DeRank : 3,11
DeAge™ : 7507 days • Here since 19 november 2005
Luigi Pirandello Uno, nessuno, centomila
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You know Ribaldo that you stole a review I have wanted to write for years and years? But round and round, I never had the courage or much more likely the ability. This is the Italian novel in my personal top five. Pirandello is gigantic and so immensely relevant. Let's think about it here on debaser and as soon as we turn off this fucking computer, a little different, right? Just a trivial example eh. In this novel, Pirandello really wrote something fundamental for modern culture. We are nothing; we are only what others see. We've always been told: "don’t pay attention to what others say." It seems easy to abstain from others' judgments. Because if your wife says you have a crooked nose, you might have a crisis, but if a thousand Facebook friends say you're gay or a whore, there's a risk of going crazy and not just that. So, even from the seemingly real example mentioned by the reviewer, I believe there's a hell of a lot to joke about.
One Direction Midnight Memories
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Story of my life is copied from Pyro by King of Lions. Best song ever starts like (well) Baba O' Riley by The Who! and goes on randomly. So, Lisanna, more than 80s sounds, these are copied songs. Anyone here could argue: what the hell are you listening to. And I say: in the '80s, at the top of the charts in the US and the world, there wasn't this reheated crap.
Neil Young Live At The Cellar Door
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Well... and why? A live performance can also serve to relive a memorable concert from the '70s, '80s, or '90s. It is not only a historical document but also a recording of an unrepeatable event enjoyed only by those present, which can instead be re-enjoyed by future generations or those who were not there. And what does it mean that the '80s are okay and the '70s are not? What difference does it make if a concert is 30 or 40 years old?
Albert Camus Caligola
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Well, the first thing that came to my mind was precisely that of Proggen... no offense to the book-eater-of-ice. But I say this as an ignorant person, I haven't read this book and my... let's face it, it's just disgusting envy for your reading choices.
Neil Young Live At The Cellar Door
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Come on, cool, come on, really.
Dario Argento Profondo Rosso
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Out-of-place review. A legendary film, I can't wrap my head around the criticism.
Fast Animals and Slow Kids Hybris
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I came here only for the gold tokens, mind you.
Ridley Scott I duellanti
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Nes, come on. If there’s no controversy, there’s no life. They’re all movies, by the same author, by the way. Is someone a fool if they ā€œpreferā€ one over the other? Come on... aesthetics... Is a film a moving painting? What the heck is that? Just kidding, I’m telling you right away, otherwise, you’ll blow a vein. Let’s pop open a bottle of brut sparkling wine.
Bruce Springsteen Wrecking Ball
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I enjoyed the album overall, but some songs have definitely fallen flat for me: for example, Rocky Ground still doesn’t sit well with me over time—pretentious and, in my opinion, senseless—nor does the flaccid We Take Care. Jack and This Depression also don’t excite me. Moreover, Morello's contribution is absolutely ephemeral. The rest is gritty and tough, as expected from Springsteen. It's one of his better albums in recent years (especially considering he's released some unimpressive records, to be fair), so it's average. However, I do like the new single from Morello's upcoming EP: Bruce Springsteen - High Hopes
Dream Theater Dream Theater
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Yes, anything you want, but write like Furio, Magda’s husband.