Epizootics! by Scott Walker is amazing, thrilling, original and beautiful.
Epizootics! by Scott Walker is amazing, thrilling, original and beautiful.
I know it's customary to mellow a little in one's critical vigor with age, but the inexcusable perpetuation of utterly banal dreck in this particular article is disheartening, to say the least.
I know it's customary to mellow a little in one's critical vigor with age, but the inexcusable perpetuation of utterly banal dreck in this particular article is disheartening, to say the least.
Oh man, the pain of memory and infinite shame. I saw Phantom Menace six times in the cinema with various groups of nerdy friends.
Oh man, the pain of memory and infinite shame. I saw Phantom Menace six times in the cinema with various groups of nerdy friends.
It also irked me that the Mouth of Sauron wasn't a normal human, as described in the book. Jackson's rabid purging of any ambiguity from the books is what really killed the series for me.
It also irked me that the Mouth of Sauron wasn't a normal human, as described in the book. Jackson's rabid purging of any ambiguity from the books is what really killed the series for me.
It was overshadowed by the awful Braveheart at the time.
It was overshadowed by the awful Braveheart at the time.
O Fortuna's all very well, but the movie belongs to Wagner's Siegfried's Death and Funeral March. Wagner made musical dread so seductive.
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O Fortuna's all very well, but the movie belongs to Wagner's Siegfried's Death and Funeral March. Wagner made musical dread so seductive.
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Rob Roy has the best swordfight ever. I've never seen anything come remotely close to it.
Rob Roy has the best swordfight ever. I've never seen anything come remotely close to it.
It's a great song, and the chorus lyrics are exactly as you describe: "last Christmas, I gave you my heart, but the very next day, you gave it away. This year, to save me from tears, I'll give it to someone special."
It's a great song, and the chorus lyrics are exactly as you describe: "last Christmas, I gave you my heart, but the very next day, you gave it away. This year, to save me from tears, I'll give it to someone special."
The only Christmas music I can stand is proper Yuletide carols (with the more mediaeval-sounding harmonies) played very slowly and slightly wretchedly by a small brass band, emphasising the drunken, embittered loneliness of the season.
The only Christmas music I can stand is proper Yuletide carols (with the more mediaeval-sounding harmonies) played very slowly and slightly wretchedly by a small brass band, emphasising the drunken, embittered loneliness of the season.
I hate Christmas music to the point of anger, but even I can appreciate the ecstatic mania of the Boney M. version.