Call it a sequel, call it a comeback, call it a reminder, but one thing you can’t call Eminem‘s The Marshall Mathers LP 2 is half-assed. The Detroit MC hasn’t sounded this focused since the mid-aughts, and subsequently listeners got an unrelenting rap assault, with rhymes coming at you like waves, and hooks getting completely lost at sea, sucked into each song’s lyrical whirlpool. Because this album is so clearly more focused on assonance than artistry, and more about the medium than the message, it all strangely works.
In my review, I argued that Em delivered a hyper-meta “piece of verbal origami folding in on itself inside a hall of mirrors,” and concluded, “What the rap genius has done is construct an immersive and exhausting Slim Shady scavenger hunt for the Rap Genius generation.” Elsewhere, MMLP2 is receiving very positive reviews — but there’s one particularly scathing critique hiding among all the praise. Head below to see our roundup of reviews. More »