Propulsive, galloping thrash with a shift from
mother Metallica's deadly seriousness to arena-ready fist-pumping shoutalonging. Where early Metallica wallowed in evil, Megadeth revels, realizing that hey, we've got all these goddamn guitars, why not have some fun with em? It manages to stay just this side of silly, even if it never quite ascends to Serious, and the fiery fretwork's a bonus 3.5/5
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