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...physical resemblance—Sheen is a somewhat unlikely choice to play Clough, a working-class Geordie (from Middlesbrough in the North of England) who played as a center-forward before injuries led him to management. Rather than attempt to mimic the mannerisms of the real Brian Clough, Sheen instead engenders his own impressionist rendering of the manager’s persona. In some respects, however, Morgan and Sheen stick closely to the original—after all, Brian Clough was one of the most quotable figures in sports. Several of the film’s best lines?...
...played out like a cryptic cut-and-paste ode to Americana, complete with rowdy railroad men, brassy broads, dirt roads, and plenty of cigarette smoke. Atypically relinquishing song-writing duties on “Christmas in the Heart,” Dylan refrains from dramatically reworking the classics, instead blending his unique brand of gravelly gravitas with the schmaltzy sound of sleigh bells to surprisingly pleasant effect. Hilariously backed by a perfectly earnest bunch of session singers, Dylan’s rough-hewn voice crackles over their happy harmonizing like an old uncle with a bit too much bourbon...
...what happened was perfectly legal, what’s the big deal? After all, none of the major news sources openly criticized Slate—instead, everyone seemed to be cringing, holding their breath and awaiting a statement from NBC. Weirdly enough, on the very next episode of “Saturday Night Live,” musical guest Lady Gaga didn’t bother to remove the word “shit” from the lyrics of her song “Paparazzi.” And almost no one cared. Of all the coverage...
...three minutes, making for quick, on-the-go, post-millennium punk. The creative song names also make up for the lack of uttered lyrics, with titles such as “Salt Swimmers” and “Thrills” implying an inherently poetic, rebellious symbolism. But instead of feeling a powerful sensation of anti-establishment, we’re left with a mix of strange emotions. The album builds up tension with its onerous layers of dissonance and noise, but ultimately provides no gratification. Catharis-seekers will find it tough to restrain the urge to bash...
...craft simpler, theoretically catchier—and typically somewhat monotonous—pop songs with the same sort of thematic import that made the elegant, orchestral, deeply emotive “Yoshimi” standout “Do You Realize??” such a runaway hit. Instead, it oversimplified the formula, leaving even the catchiest of those songs relatively limp...