"From the orchestral string intro of ‘Marilyn Monroe’ to the funk-rock jam session that ends ‘It Girl’, G I R L is 45 minutes of warmed-over retro-pop pastiche, cribbing from Michael Jackson and Chic, from disco and yacht rock. Mostly, Pharrell is content to approximate dance floor fillers from the ’70s and ’80s; at his worst, he rehashes the more soulful and innovative material he made a decade ago.
Which is to say nothing of the album’s half-assed female empowerment theme, supposedly a response to the backlash to Thicke’s ‘Blurred Lines’ leering. No matter how saccharine his falsetto, it’s best not to think too much about Pharrell’s lyrics, which range from idiotically benign (“let’s dance and elevate each other”) to deceptively gross (“I promise not to abuse you”) to downright predatory (“Just because it’s the middle of night / That don’t mean I won’t hunt you down… If I can’t have you, nobody can”).
The various features don’t bring much to the table, either, whether its fellow MJ impersonator Timberlake or Alicia Keys doing her ‘Girl on Fire’ schtick on ‘Know Who You Are’. Predictably, Pharrell reunites with Daft Punk for ‘Gust of Wind’, a successor to ‘Get Lucky’ in that it’s just as vacuous and seems to persist for twice as long as it should."
Pharrell’s lyrics...deceptively gross (“I promise not to abuse you”) to downright predatory (“Just because it’s the middle of night / That don’t mean I won’t hunt you down… If I can’t have you, nobody can”).
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