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Havoc kills it on the production side; neither of them have enough presence as rappers to carry a whole album though. One of the things I most admire about Prodigy is his unconventional storytelling, especially how he plays with climax and catharsis, but he doesn't have nearly enough opportunities to display it. With more guest verses and less battle rap it could've been a great album.
One of those movies about domestic ennui where nothing really happens, but one of the better ones. If I had read the description before I watched it I probably wouldn't have gone ahead but I'm glad I did, it ended up being hard to turn away from. I'm not quite sure how to interpret the ending but I dig it. I still don't like Haha Setsuko much but I think I have a better handle on her schtick and its appeal at this point.
Had trouble getting involved in this one, probably would've helped if I'd paid more attention to the dialogue (there's nowhere their case against subtitles is more incisive than in their own films); hopefully it'll hit its mark more on a second go-round.
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