I suppose it has to be this bad, Hundra (1983) when men try to make a women's lib barbarian film. Very good production values for a B film, shot in Spain with mostly Spanish crew. It is so horrible... ol' "I'll score anything that'll pay for an orchestra", Ennio Morricone, doesn't even help. Why a barbarian world, set somewhere, perhaps thousands of years ago, has to have a classical (and by that I am referring to the actual style) score... makes no sense? And it works even less. It is constantly reminding you how long the boring shots are, and feeling like a complete pastiche, cliché, but not even the right cliché for the genre. What was anybody thinking? The orchestra sounds good, that is about the only thing one can say for it, but I'm not opinionated (no sirree!!). I just bet some Hollywood wisenheimer is going to get it in his mind to redo this one (this is tonight's nightmare).Monday, December 10, 2007
What waaaas he thinkun'?
I suppose it has to be this bad, Hundra (1983) when men try to make a women's lib barbarian film. Very good production values for a B film, shot in Spain with mostly Spanish crew. It is so horrible... ol' "I'll score anything that'll pay for an orchestra", Ennio Morricone, doesn't even help. Why a barbarian world, set somewhere, perhaps thousands of years ago, has to have a classical (and by that I am referring to the actual style) score... makes no sense? And it works even less. It is constantly reminding you how long the boring shots are, and feeling like a complete pastiche, cliché, but not even the right cliché for the genre. What was anybody thinking? The orchestra sounds good, that is about the only thing one can say for it, but I'm not opinionated (no sirree!!). I just bet some Hollywood wisenheimer is going to get it in his mind to redo this one (this is tonight's nightmare).
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I dig your blog, Peter (the other). It has a warm and steady pulse (big compliment.)
Can I ask you "what were they thinking" when they "over-strung" a score, to the point where you want to take a bat to the fucking teeveedeeveedeeveeceearr (metaphysically, ontologically, hermeneutically) desperately hoping that you might grievously wound the producer of the thing that is causing you such unremitting pain?
What the fuck, I hate that. How come??
too many strings
ahfukit, I would posit that your "brain irrelevance filter" (and my own, for that matter)may need tuning up.
Meanwhile, the term string "pad" is very telling. Nervous producers, directors and composers pile on the strings when:
a) They think it adds "class", hopefully hiding the otherwise low production values, like a ton of make-up on an ugly person.
b) They hope to smooth over the rough stuff (cuts, shots, sound, acting, writing).
c) They are afraid you will not "feel" as much as they want you to "feel"
Otherwise, just go ahead and
WACK THE LIVING DAYLIGHTS OUT OF YOUR BOOB TUBE. KILL IT! KILL IT! KILL IT! (.. mus' stop those strings, those strings ayyyyyyy!!!!)
click bang, what a hang, ahfukit just shot teevee
x-)
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