There will never be a more pompous or pretentious album than Meat Loaf: Bat Out of Hell, and that is why it is perfect. A standard bearer for "It's so bad it's good," this album goes far over the top and folds back on itself, becoming brilliant. You do not listen to this album if you are looking for subtlety. The lyrics and music are by auteur Jim Steinman (as stated in the almost footnote like credit on the cover) but is performed to utter perfection by Mr. Loaf. Taking 70's hard rock to operatic heights and bombastic lows, the grandiose scale of this album can not be overstated. It is epically beyond epic. Careening through emotions, the cheese is piled on heavy and thick leaving the listener almost spent as the last note fades out. I used to consider this album a guilty pleasure until the fact that I have it on CD, Cassette and LP made me no longer able to hide my love. I now proclaim my love often and loudly. I LOVE THIS ALBUM!
There is no other album like Bat Out of Hell, unless you want to count the sequel. This is Grand Guignol pop -- epic, gothic, operatic, and silly, and it's appealing because of all of this. Jim Steinman was a composer without peer, simply because nobody else wanted to make mini-epics like this. And there never could have been a singer more suited for his compositions than Meat Loaf, a singer partial to bombast, albeit shaded bombast. The compositions are staggeringly ridiculous, yet Meat Loaf finds the emotional core in each song, bringing true heartbreak to "Two out of Three Ain't Bad" and sly humor to "Paradise by the Dashboard Light." There's no discounting the production of Todd Rundgren, either, who gives Steinman's self-styled grandiosity a production that's staggeringly big but never overwhelming and always alluring. While the sentiments are deliberately adolescent and filled with jokes and exaggerated clich?s, there's real (albeit silly) wit behind these compositions, not just in the lyrics but in the music, which is a savvy blend of oldies pastiche, show tunes, prog rock, Springsteen-esque narratives, and blistering hard rock (thereby sounding a bit like an extension of Rocky Horror Picture Show, which brought Meat Loaf to the national stage). It may be easy to dismiss this as ridiculous, but there's real style and craft here and its kitsch is intentional. It may elevate adolescent passion to operatic dimensions, and that's certainly silly, but it's hard not to marvel at the skill behind this grandly silly, irresistible album. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine, Rovi