12:35 - Ilham Maybe you don't know this Joe, but Snowpiercer is the adaptation of a French comic book. I just started reading it, but I'm sure that character is better developed in the comic, which looks 56 times more depressing than the movie.
03:49 - !J.O.O.E.! Overall I enjoyed it, despite glaring and numerous plot holes and being a too long. But I think it could have been better if it didn't want to be too many things and concentrated on just a few. Joon-ho Bong's The Host was a better
01. Picking Up Chicks 02. I'm Glad Nate's Not In A.C. 03. The Hounds 04. Mutant Tooth 05. Coma Forever 06. Loser
The city of Cleveland, Ohio has had it rough through the years. Race riots. Rust Belt. The local river that has caught fire. Ten times*. (You read that right.) In 2004 they were voted "Most Tortured Sports City" and things haven only gotten worse since for their teams. They were rated the 11th most dangerous US city (#7 with a population between 100-500k) in 2008. And they had to endure the cancelation of the Drew Carey Show, with its affirming "Cleveland Rocks!" theme song. I think all of this has taken its toll on the collective psyche of Clevelanders.
It certainly did with Fistula… with perhaps the Drew Carey thing hitting hardest. Loser sounds a lot like the Mimi Bobeck character.
Fat and ugly.
The band has two basic speeds and stylistic approaches, slowdge (that's sludge played mighty slow) and breakneck. The slower, doom dirge thundering riffs remind me a bit of Bongripper - just ugly, thick, fat, dirty, vile stuff. The fast stuff sound just as horrible as the slow stuff, only sped up and more aggressive. It's grinding sludge played with reckless abandon. Nothing pretty whatsoever.
The slow bits are like getting kicked in the head by steel-toed boots. The faster pieces are like kicking some other poor yob in the head.
While most of the atmosphere of tracks like "Picking Up Chicks" and "Mutant Tooth" are vile, the album does have a nice, light-hearted burst in the 26 second breakneck grinding wall of noise "I'm Glad Nate's Not In A.C." in which the vocalist froths into the mic "I'm glad Nate's not in Anal Cunt" over and over and over again.
Ultimately this record is like getting pegged by Mimi on the beach of a burning river after finding out your favorite local sports team moved to Baltimore. Or, in short, a day in the life of a Clevelander.
* Management is proud to report the Cuyahoga is fire free since 1969!
Finally the justice has happened - we get Fistula some visibility and add-up to the MS database. Now all you daddy's little mongrels go and get a healthy dose of their unhealthy filth inside to tarnish your soul.
Well I stand corrected. When put that way it makes sense. Why should not one's surroundings influence the type of music one makes?
ayup. you cannot see a documentary on Black Sabbath without it being pointed out what a brutal hellhole Birmingham is/was and how it influenced them to eschew the hippie love bullshit of the time and make horrible, abrasive, scary music that terrified people.