The series’ tight and responsive gunplay, coupled with its addicting (and not copied nearly enough) slow-mo mechanic, makes for another great-playing game.
The title may be all that has been streamlined: It takes a kitchen sink approach, one that actually enhances rather than obscures the game’s strengths.
Great lighting effects, detailed environments, and interesting level designs in this sequel/prequel to last summer’s action movie. If only it played as well.
The live half is the only officially sanctioned live recording from the band’s early years. The second half contains their best studio work at that point.
Sounds of Prohibition and fedoras fill the album, as Abby DeWald and Amanda Barrett harmonize and waltz their way through slightly odd tales of love and life.
Universally beloved, they somehow continue to make oddball, quirky music that caresses humanity’s collective soul while never staying stylistically stagnant.
The Corpse Bride is not The Nightmare Before Christmas. The visuals are less distinguished, the songs don’t stand out, and the story just kind of chugs along.
Expecting Fiona Apple-ish, mainstream “girl group slick pop,” I was elated to hear The Ditty Bops’ spin on ragtime/jazz swing/cabaret for the 21st century.
Great for people who don’t know any better, or don’t ask for much from their music. Every lyric, every riff, ever beat here has been done before, and better.