“Whether the motivations stem from a Derrideian desire to transform our monsters into pets, a post-feminist need to latch onto a lost sense of dominant masculinity, the streets’ unquenchable thirst for heroes, or simply a quest for a compelling urban narrative, hip-hop’s obsession with the gangsta has dominated the genre for more than a decade.”
I swear to God, I’m just Google image searching for the cover of Get Rich or Die Trying (just, just don’t ask why) and the one I happened to click on was associated with the Pitchfork review of the album. That up there is the first “sentence” from the review.
You are not going to convince me that the author of this review did not have a 500-word essay due on Friday, got a little drunk, and decided to write his paper about 50 Cent. And when—to his relieved surprise!—the professor didn’t immediately begin a campaign to have him expelled, he submitted the paper to Pitchfork, who published it as a review.
