I confess that from the get-go, Charli XCX's 'Music, Fashion, Film' rubbed me up the wrong way.
Not because I was desperate for 'Brat 2.0' or that anything but another era-defining follow-up would be dismissed as an disappointment. If anything, the thought of a new direction following one of the most critically acclaimed albums of the past five years was not only enticing but artistically necessary, as trying to recapture the zeitgeist in the same way would have seemed both foolish and desperate.
