"For such a pop-oriented band, The 1975's songwriting has turned out remarkably stiff, cloistered, and unimaginative. The production, which is glistening and brilliant, usually points to what the band might have accomplished with more sophisticated chops: The skipping synths and handclaps that open "M.O.N.E.Y.", or the itchy guitar figure fidgeting near a blocky drum beat in "Talk!", work up a gently caffeinated fizz. But the songs zip along the tight lines established by their opening seconds and refuse to budge, not a bridge in sight for miles".