That’s what I’ve decided the Hans Zimmer score for “Sherlock Holmes” is. I’ve been listening to it all weekend. The themes present in that brief snippet we led off yesterday’s Oscar Talk are felt throughout in different ways, but mostly I keep getting a spaghetti western homage. Specifically, the mandolin picking of Morricone’s “Once Upon a Time in the West” score gets a bold tip of the hat, mixed with a jaunty rhythm that just puts a smile on your face.
I know when I brought this up last week a number of people thumbed their nose at Zimmer, and that’s fine. I get the animosity to an extent. But even with the homages, this is a pretty substantial, creative piece of work, in my book. And I can’t be pegged as being in the tank for bombast because my favorite score of the year is probably still Mark Bradshaw’s subtle work on “Bright Star.”
I thought I’d offer up the first track on the “Holmes” score, a bit called “Discombobulate.” Have a listen and tell us what you think:
[audio:http://www.incontention.com/audio/discombobulate.mp3]
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