Ben Stiller reprises his role as a former model in a throwaway but amusing sequel
If you never go on holiday but always go 'travelling', you'll love it.
Blame the hippy parents if you like - the young Merz, aka Conrad Lambert, accompanied them on their journey of self-discovery - but unless they physically crept into the studio one night and replaced their son's sonic magic with the sound of global yawning, Lambert must take the rap along with the cosmic biscuit.
Cod reggae and sentimental folk, 'jazzy' drum'n'bass and steam-cleaned world influences - it's all bundled up in the kind of political consciousness and personal awareness that spends far too much time idling in Waterstones' self-help section.
The dynamic patter of 'Many Weathers Apart' and hemp-trousered enthusiasm of 'CC Conscious' show Merz's aims in a noble light - male Bjvrk, unfettered exploration, millennial synthesis - but elsewhere it's organic only in the most compost-related way.
Conscious? Aware? By the end of this, man, you're barely breathing.
It’s not quite the superhero film revolution we were promised, but it sure as hell is entertaining
Zachary Cole Smith has overcome a multitude of problems to make this intensely powerful album
Just as ridiculous as the 1991 original, but in all the wrong ways
The 'Oscar-bait' drama fails to fully translate the emotional weight from page to screen