From Tom Millar Sent Tue, Oct 26th 1999, 03:29
Dust Bros.: Fight Club 20th Century Fox/ Restless I swear the motherfucker sounded ten, no, twenty times as fresh and excit= ing in the theater. Well, no. That would still be zero. Fuck. Okay: Parenthes= es, variable "fresh" plus one, close parentheses, times twenty. There. Those of you looking for a cheap sample source CD, this is it- if it came= down to a lawsuit nobody would be able to figure out whether you ripped off th= e Dust Brothers or the Dust Brothers' sources. Or even the Dust Brothers' sources' sources, as the case may be. Par for the course for a movie scor= e nowadays I suppose, meaning there isn't an original musical phrase or sou= nd on here. I'm not talking about genre innovation, either- I mean I've heard _= all_ of this before. It was either on a Juno Reactor record or a NIN record or= a Hive record or a MBM record or in a PC game soundtrack, but dammit, I've = heard all this shit. What's worse is the DBs have put it all together so badly = that it's not even worthy of a stoner headnod 99% of the time and the transiti= ons are just as sloppy as the quick edits in the movie. In the film, Fincher = has a point to doing all the choppy editing- but this is a score, guys, on CD, = and you could at least mix it together a little more interestingly than STOP.= MUSIC. HALT. SILENCE... MUSIC. STOP. every goddamned forty five fucking seconds. Okay, so that wasn't the short review. But I am annoyed. Verdict: Inbred techno-hop slag. Computers write smoother stuff than this. Badly put toge= ther, sorely uncreative. I am Jack's massive disappointment. Tom ____________________________________________________________________ Get free email and a permanent address at http://www.amexmail.com/?A=3D1