One Small Window

Stumbled upon a nice little treat today.

German filmmaker Tom Tykwer (our favourites being the excellent excellent Run Lola Run and The Princess And The Warrior) is also a music composer and has made available, for free, downloads of some pieces of the score from his films on his website.

Strongly recommend:
The Princess and the Warrior – KriegerKaiserin-Opening.mp3 (6,2 MB)

High on tension, economical on instrumentation. Amazing!

Would love to buy some of Mr. Tykwer’s music. So if you chance upon any in a store in India, give us a shout. There’s no question of ordering a CD online. We haven’t yet managed to receive those undamaged.

He is quoted as saying, “I like everything that speaks to me loudly, and that gives me a vision. I don’t care about the genre. It’s the same for all arts, and the same for film and for music.” That is exactly how I feel and I have been inarticulately trying to say this for years. I will appropriate this answer and use it the next time someone asks me what kind of music I listen to

Once again, the link is here: Tom Tykwer Film Score

As myths go, there isn’t one more toxic (to the industry and the business) than the one where people state confidently that there is nothing new to say. I spent a few hours at the studios where the music for a major Summer 2010 Bollywood release is being produced.
I gotta tell you, some of the stuff I heard in that room would blow the minds of cinema audiences around the world.

None of it was the bullshit that masquerades as ‘insider gossip’in the birdcage liner delivered daily by your newspaperwallah. These were tales that would make your hair stand on end. These were anecdotes that would have most viewers curled up in foetal balls in appropriately dark corners of their homes, gibbering like idiots because they suddenly realized that the world was a scary place. And they would all make for fantastic cinema.

How I wish economics and business sense would coalesce enough to enable the bringing of tales like the ones I heard to the silver screen. I promise you, just on the strength of the Hints, Allegations and Things Left Unsaid (oh how I love that Collective Soul album name!) I sorta-kinda heard in that studio, there would be no shortage of kudos (or global dollars) for the filmmakers capable of translating their life stories into efficient slices of cinema.

This is why all the storytelling teachers in the world tell aspirants to ‘write what they know’. If only the lure of ‘glamour’ wasn’t so seductive.
Sigh.