... hideous, ugly, repellent, wrong, stomach-churning, vomit-inducing, gruesome, abysmal, twisted, lurid, nasty-brutish-and-depressing, nasty-and-nonsensical, nasty-vindictive-and-violent, nasty-brutish-and-short, unhinged, dangerous, foul and violent, brutal, raw and uncomfortable, deeply unnecessary, disturbing, unsavoury, objectionable, grubby, shocking, uncommonly brutal, exploitative and depressing, torrid, stupifying (sic), grisly, violent and unsettling...
I think we hit a nerve.
Those were all quotes by the way, a selection from the gusher of apoplectic reviews for Straightheads here in the UK.
Actually there have been more considered ones too, notably James Christopher's in the Times here in the UK, Derek Malcolm in the Evening Standard, Variety magazine, the Daily Mirror, Sight and Sound and a good handful of others which gainsay the splutterings of the frazzled majority.
The Independent went as far as accusing me of having a borderline personality disorder, and the usually articulate Guardian, after a short, coruscating paragraph, ended its review with a strangled cry of "Wrong!". I have to admit I actually burst out laughing when I read these, so the guy from the Independent might have a point after all!
Well, today's the day. To the those of you who've been following this blog from the beginning, it's been exactly a year since my first post.
Thank you all so much for your support, and for your kind and warm comments. You've made the long months of waiting for the release a lot more interesting for me, and I truly appreciate the time you've taken to be part of this blog with me.
Now, if you're in the UK and you've nothing better to do this weekend, why not go and catch Straightheads and let me know what YOU think?