The Guardian wrote a juicier review:
The[re are] recordings of polka medleys that have more in common with Blue Lines than 100th Window does. (!)
Every recognisable element of their debut has been stripped away: the breakbeats, scratches and funk samples are replaced by softly bleeping electronics, spectral guitar figures and clattering drum machines.
One recent interview trumpeted Del Naja as a "cerebral hedonist", claiming he preferred to write and record at the end of a lengthy bender. That sounds like a risky technique. [...] plunging into a chemically heightened heart of darkness in pursuit of uncomfortable truths --
It's hard to think of a recent album this vague. The tempo never varies from a listless crawl; the vocals, rhythms and arrangements all struggle to stay in the background. Sometimes this oblique approach works wonderfully.