.:.The Resisty.:.
Out of fresh ideas since 2007.

Among other things, we have two forms of media magnetic attraction: The endearing label of disgust for tasteless, emotionless kawaii teenage girls with about as much pep as four cans of Amp stuck into a 5-hour energy drink, meant to be a serious, bullshit vampire love story, and we have a shitty album by a once considered amazing metal band, Metallica.

 

When you can live forever, what do you live for? Oh, sure as hell not this piece of fucking trash.

Don’t get me wrong, it SEEMS like it’d be an interesting movie if it wasn’t such a load of crock. It’s got a lot of neo-teeny boppy bullshit that can be emotionally moving to an elephant with OCD. What kind of fucking idiot likes these ‘artistic’ movies? If you want an artistic movie with meaning, watch the last half of ‘300,’ or maybe even go so far to critically analyze ‘Little Miss Sunshine’ for references of Communist behavior. They’ve got actual feeling to them.

Something amiss in Twilight is the ability to captivate its watcher with an emotional revelation that is relevant to the movie, and give a motive or moral at the end of the story.

I suppose every 13 year old girl gives relationships a tasteless bound for glory after dumping a guy she has dated for 3 days; it’s pretty usual. Oh, and the fact it’s a “different kind of guy who just so happens to be a vampire,” I guess that makes all the more worthwhile difference.

FUCK TWILIGHT.

By the way, I haven’t even watched Twilight. The heavy commercialism and almost pathetic commercials I’ve watched on television and Myspace was almost enough to make me throw up my lunch.

Part two: Death Magnetic! And why it SUCKS!

You may completely disagree with me, and I assure you, I do mean wholeheartedly what I’m gonna say. No, this isn’t fucking “Twilight” wholeheartedly, which means that the message actually has meaning.

‘Kay. This picture looks really fucking stupid, for one. It just looks like a hair, dead vagina in the shape of a casket, lining the border of ‘purgatory’ and ‘vomit’. This being said, the album art for a few previously shitty albums wasn’t as bad…

 

Ah yes, St. Anger, possibly the worst Metallica album. Ever. Don’t get me wrong – St. Anger, the song itself, is a good song. The radio edit sucks balls since ‘fuck’ really shouldn’t be censored, but it’s definitely got a good song. What does Death Magnetic have? THE DAY THAT NEEVVVvvVAaAaHhRRr COOOMmMMmmMeSssSAHHh. Okay, no, it’s just all in CAPITALS or it’s in lower case. The pitch added sounds really stupid.

 

Take one song for instance – Hammerhead by The Offspring, a totally different genre, and compare the unnecessary pitch change in the random part of Hammerhead to Day That Never Comes – The Offsprings’ stupid pitch change is actually sort of cool, but James Hetfield stopped learning how to fucking sing like a Metal musician and now the pitch is shitty and sucks.

 

 

That being said, Kirk Hammett and Robert Trujillo aren’t bad at all on this album… but, honestly Hetfield:

 

1. STOP SINGING FOR ALBUMS OR GET THE KID FROM CROOKED X TO SING.
2. LARS, YOUR DRUMMING IS TOO SHOW OFFY. LET’S GO BACK TO HEARING FUZZY DRUMMING AND SHIT.
3. THE ALBUM IS TOO FUCKING CLEAR, DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.
4. DON’T SUE PEOPLE, unless Metallica stopped doing that shit.
5. Finally, if it wasn’t for the drums and Hetfield’s voice, “The Day That Never Comes” would of been the new “One.”

That sums it up. That’s like a video review, only written down, because I hate shit.

See ya.