Rated 4.0 / 5 from 1 log on Katalog
I don’t know what kind of monster doesn’t love Bad Bunny in the year of our lord 2025. This is his best album yet—which is nice, isn’t it, that an artist is getting better the more famous he gets—with gems of sincere regret and melancholy sprinkled among all the silly sex jams. He is a himbo, but a sweet one, and don’t we need more of that?