Hey there my sweet little froyo cup... Oof it sure has been a while. Oopsy doopsy. Well, I feel like that's enough of an apology. EAT IT KITTY; the joke has to be real! Okay, that's enough.
To be completely honest, I didn't know if I would ever come back. But uhh, I guess I did. Lucky you, my new and incredibly intelligent friend. It's nice to hold your glance and attentiveness over the putrid words spilling before you, line after line. All right, I'll get right to IT. What is IT, you might be asking yourself. IT is film. IT is my parent's dog chasing her own tail right now. IT is humanity, my love. Ha not really. The first two though, sure.
I've been watching some magical films as of late and their scores have inspired something of the interesting sort within my budding self. And I don't know, (averting eyes, kicking dirt between us), I just wanted to share my intrepid thoughts with a captive audience member like yourself. Well, let's get right to it.
Film of the Day: The Social Network (2010)
Directed by David Fincher
Written by Aaron Sorkin
Score by Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross
I loved this film from the first preview. And then, upon my first viewing, I was in love with it. I mean, Jesse Eisenberg AND Andrew Garfield. My head explodes with both excitement and profound fear just recounting it all. And obviously David Fincher is just a magician of a director, e.g., Fight Club, Se7en, Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. But these are not the elements of the film we are here to discuss. Let's talk about the MUSIC. This score will literally change you as a human being. It's like "MOM, you literally don't even get me as a human anymore!!" I don't know what that means, but seriously, it is remarkable. If I could metaphorically wrap the whole thing up in cellophane and have it for lunch every day for the rest of my life I would be the happiest and most nourished kiddo in the WORLD. There is one track in particular, which even you don't know classical music at all, you'll still be like, "MOM, I literally know this song!!" Titled "In the Hall of the Mountain King," this track is an arrangement of Edvard Grieg's 1876 composition for Henrik Ibsen's play Peer Gynt (thanks Wikipedia, you church whore). Here's a little taste.
This track also inspired me to write a most ridiculous piece of poetry. Read it... If you like CRICKETS and death.
"In the Hall
of the Mountain King"
Dancing Crickets
line the crumbling walls,
Thinking of
nothing but their dance...
Clicking their
rickety heels,
Spinning one
another around on their convex backs.
Until the day
that they see a spot of light in the wall.
Until Grieg sees
a glimmer.
A hope, a dream,
a land of light
Beyond the wall.
In curiosity and
longing,
They gather and
plot to escape.
Offering a brilliant speech,
Talking of
happier times past the wall...
Moving his
Cricket limbs emphatically through the darkness.
And that is all
it takes.
The Crickets are
laced with false hope
And stampede into
the crumbles.
Pounding to break
through the darkness,
Breeding and
brooding confused hatred among the blind.
Misplaced rage
inspiring the crazed action,
Pounding,
pounding on the sheetrock,
Running into
hardness, cracked exoskeletons,
Clawing at the
wall, breaking legs,
A hole big enough
for two, maybe three at a time,
allowing
the blinding light to filter in,
The crumbles of
dust sifting and dancing through the air,
Penetrating the
untouched darkness.
Something they’ve
never seen before—
Those who had
been born in darkness.
Even with the
casualties piling high and wide
In their attempts
at escape,
The crunching and
blood spread hot and pooled
Among the bodies of the already forgotten
In order to reach
the light
And the promises it held.
Visions of beauty past the hard
wall,
Out of the
darkness and doom.
Greig plunges
alone into the land of the light.
Arms and legs
flailing maniacally
Before he lands
hard and bounces off the floor.
Only the highest
Cricket can see him now,
As he hangs off
the edge between darkness and light.
Pitiful and alone
in the light.
He is silenced at
the sight
And climbs back
down into the darkness
The Crickets have
turned docile—
Their blind rage has
subsided.
But they can
still hear the actions of a crazed man...
The great leader
claws back from the light side.
The dancing
crickets are no longer concerned with escape.
The pounding
crowd disperses in tired regret,
Piled and sticky
from death
In the comforting
darkness—together.
Welp, that's all for today. I'll be back to talk about my film findings and music love soon. Enjoy the day or night, whatever it is for you, right now. Okay BYYYYE. Oh, and here's one more arrangement from the film. It's the opener. I really don't have words to encapsulate its greatness.
And here's Andrew Garfield and uhhh, Jesse Eisenberg to close the day. You're welcome.
