Album review: '...And Justice for All' by Metallica

...And Justice for All

There is very little comfort in ...And Justice for All. The guitars are hard and dry, the drums sound exposed, and the almost absent bass leaves an unusual gap beneath everything. Metallica turn that difficult sound into a fitting setting for songs about power, damage and frustration.

Blackened introduces the album's strengths with remarkable efficiency. Its layered opening leads into riffs that seem to keep finding another angle of attack. James Hetfield's voice has a sharper authority here, and the rhythmic changes give his anger something solid to work against. The detail never makes the song feel polite.

The title track is more demanding. Its repeated changes create the impression of an argument that cannot find a fair conclusion. There are enough good riffs to justify the ambition, although the return journeys can feel laborious. The arrangement rewards concentration more readily than casual attention, which is both part of its character and a practical limitation.

One makes a clearer emotional journey. The early guitar melody and controlled vocal establish a human scale before the final section reduces the music to relentless rhythmic force. The escalation is frightening because it develops from the same story rather than arriving as a separate display of heaviness. Kirk Hammett's lead work provides feeling as well as speed.

Harvester of Sorrow gets a great deal from a slower, threatening pulse. Elsewhere, The Frayed Ends of Sanity shows how much complexity the band can organise around a strong central riff. The performances remain gripping even when the recording makes everything feel uncomfortably close.

To Live Is to Die offers a mournful pause before Dyers Eve tears through the ending. That final burst gives the record an emotional release its longer tracks often withhold. The missing low end remains a real weakness: some passages need more weight and separation. Even so, the songwriting has enough force and character to make the awkward production part of the album's identity rather than its whole story.