Reception
| Professional ratings | |
|---|---|
| Review scores | |
| Source | Rating |
| Allmusic | |
| Blender | |
| IGN | (7.1/10) |
| Robert Christgau | |
| Rolling Stone | |
| Stylus | (B) |
Johnny Loftus of Allmusic wrote that "with the aid of production major-leaguer Howard Benson, they've edited the slight rookie excesses of I Brought You My Bullets You Brought Me Your Love, resulting in a rewarding, pretty damn relentless product." The album was awarded 4 out of 5 stars by Loftus. Andy Greenwald of Blender thought that "Way’s gulping, gasping whine turns stompers like "I’m Not Okay (I Promise)" into after-school poetry". Greenwald praised the fact that Way integrated elements of his life into the songs on the album. He awarded the album 3 out of 5 stars. JR of IGN wrote that it was "a good album" but "isn't nearly as varied or daring as it could have been". He ranked the episode 7.1 out of 10. Kirk Miller of Rolling Stone said that "Revenge is a hell of a good time." Ian Mathers of Stylus Magazine wrote, that this album contained "twelve near-flawless songs and an interlude in thirty-nine minutes" and that "even when it lets up, doesn’t let up". Robert Christgau declared Three Cheers a dud.
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