‘Inception’ soundtrack contest winners!

Posted by · 3:56 pm · July 21st, 2010

I’ve touched down in San Diego for all the Comic-Con shenanigans of the next four days, but a little business to tend to.

Thanks to the 60-plus participants in our “Inception” soundtrack giveaway haiku contest. There were lots of great entries, but the two I settled on came from KYLE and GEORGIE. Respectively (and I guess I should say SPOILER warning):

Falling off the bridge
The sound of brass blaring bright
They wake with a kick

Non, je ne regrette
The kick hits, the dream falls down
But does the totem?

Kyle and Georgie, I’ll try to hunt down your email on the backend, but send me a line just in case. You win!

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  • 1 7-21-2010 at 4:15 pm

    Pete said...

    That’s lame. I had the best one.

  • 2 7-21-2010 at 4:32 pm

    Kristopher Tapley said...

    With a poor virginity joke? Maybe if it wasn’t so lamely passé…

  • 3 7-21-2010 at 4:33 pm

    Jacob S. said...

    Congrats guys! Good thing I already got my copy off Demonoid.

  • 4 7-21-2010 at 4:41 pm

    Hans said...

    I had picked the second one as a likely winner. Great job! Thanks for the contest, Kris!

    (And I guess I tried to be too clever working 528491, my favorite track, into mine.)

  • 5 7-21-2010 at 5:33 pm

    Pete said...


  • 6 7-21-2010 at 10:17 pm

    Robert Hamer said...

    Oooh, would’ve gone with Georgie on that one.

  • 7 7-22-2010 at 3:53 pm

    Kristopher Tapley said...

    Pete: Brilliant.

  • 8 7-23-2010 at 6:25 pm

    Duncan Houst said...

    Kris, I’ve figured everything out about Inception, except one thing that I just don’t get. What the hell is with Cillian Murphy’s paper windmill at the end? I realize it was something emotional and deep, but I don’t get it.

  • 9 7-24-2010 at 7:40 am

    Michael said...

    Congrats guys, I love them both. I wish I was creative at writing poetry like that.

  • 10 7-31-2010 at 2:21 am

    Edward Mace said...

    Duncan, I can’t believe you didn’t get it. That was the best part of the movie.
    Mr. Fischer’s entire life was defined by the alienation of his father, the inescapable sensation that his father didn’t love him. That his father was disappointed in him. He put a picture of himself and his dad, playing with that fan, beside his dad’s bed, which his dad supposedly didn’t notice. Seeing the fan, along with his dad saying that he was disappointed only that Mr. Fischer “tried” to be him proved to him that his dad actually did love him this entire time.