12 Rules for Life (2018) – Jordan B. Peterson
[25-WR] The patient himself must triage between a somewhat morally stiff and judgemental narrative and another one directed to the self thatΒ΄s sympathetic and truly helpful. [25-WR]
[25-WR] The patient himself must triage between a somewhat morally stiff and judgemental narrative and another one directed to the self thatΒ΄s sympathetic and truly helpful. [25-WR]
[25-WR] Lukewarm ghostly at its wide-open churchy heart when not abruptly peacocking itself up with old lascivious grown-up lustre from nighttimes gone clandestinely wild. [25-WR]
[25-WR] The nicely hooded underground of a metallurgic engine compiled by four instrumental members who are fast in repeating themselves well in aggressive shoulder-patting patterns. [25-WR]
[25-WR] Cool-covered dark matter album that pulsates with rhyming drums while guitars bend long and calm together between clear-gutter vocals in tension-releasing punctuation. [25-WR]
[25-WR] The original sparks that supernova-ed a whole industry that ludicrously although successfully reinvented both the wheel and how to become a music-free rockstar. [25-WR]
[25-WR] Uneventful eye-thriller meant to box-office fail despite helpful bad intentions. A film about film itself that looks immaculate but does not communicate well. [25-WR]
[25-WR] Every TV commercial should be exactly this long and at least this fun not to just suck the blood out of our lifetime and cash. [25-WR]
[25-WR] Evocative beyond repair dividing itself up with a greased-up tug-of-war between old and classicβboth morbidly bound together with techno-dramatic ambiances. [25-WR]
[25-WR] This blackened sharp class model embodies the war cry-sound of the glorifying age of heavy distorted music where rebels and freaks turned into superstars. [25-WR]
[25-WR] An indirect-listening that can beautifully rock just so long as one does not pay too much attention. A promising commercial knockoff-band that’s decent. [25-WR]