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Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Movie Clip Wednesdays: Favorite Theme Song
One of my favorite pieces of westerners-behaving-badly-in-the-tropics literature is Christopher Koch's The Year of Living Dangerously.
In 1982, the esteemed Australian director Peter Weir turned the book into an equally great film, starring one of my all-time favorite actresses, Sigourney Weaver, and what used to be one of my favorite actors, Mel Gibson, before he decided to leave his wife of 50 gazillion years for a silicone-inflated Russian gold digger who baited him into fully revealing his bat shit crazy underbelly. Such a shame. Unfortunately, Gibson isn't the only rage-fueled misogynist in Hollyweird. He's just the most recent to get caught on tape. You know how the Catholic church has set up sanctuaries in remote areas around the country to house pedophile priests? We need one of those for men like Gibson.
That aside, what I like best about the movie is Vangelis's theme song. He is probably most well known for his Academy Award-winning theme for Chariots of Fire and the music in Blade Runner, but but I think this is his prettiest and most haunting work. It fits the movie like a glove.
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