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Filmtracks Recommends: Buy it... if you're a sucker for L. Ron Hubbard mentality and want to hear Elia Cmiral's chaotic interpretation of a human revolt against aliens. Avoid it... if you value your time and your money, and you already accidentally wasted several dollars seeing the film itself. Filmtracks Editorial Review: Battlefield Earth: (Elia Cmiral) If cinematic science-fiction failures are to be ranked on a list, the 2000 epic turkey Battlefield Earth would exist someplace high on that list. A significant level of talent was employed to bring L. Ron Hubbard's best-selling novel to the big screen, and it's hard to imagine just how so many people managed to produce such a hideous film. A poor plot, dumb dialogue, cheesy effects, et al are all so pronounced in the film that even fans of bad B-realm sci-fi flicks laughed at this one. The plot is a usual "mankind in turmoil" kind of affair from Hubbard: a race of strangely dressed, bad mannered alien humanoids called Psychlos conquer Earth sometime in our future and do some pretty nasty things, including (but not limited to) the destruction of fast food restaurants, the elimination of the designated hitter rule, and, of course, the mass enslavement of humankind. Not only do they manage to keep humans like this for a thousand years, but they accomplish it while dressed like someone you'd see standing on a Haight-Ashbury street corner in San Francisco at 4:30 a.m. during a lunar eclipse and a convention of Hell's Angels' Hairdressers. John Travolta's costume alone indicates that these Psychlos fellows must have some kind of considerable sinus problems. What is even more disturbing --or perhaps comical in a sad sense-- is that Czech/Swedish composer Elia Cmiral decided to make a whole-hearted attempt at a decent orchestral score for this spectacle. Coming off of a few impressive works, such as Stigmata and Ronin, Cmiral approached Battlefield Earth almost as though it was the opportunity of a lifetime, assembling a score that could very well have served as the mainstream announcement of his career. But then, as we know, the film sucked (for lack of a better word), and Battlefield Earth became an embarrassment to everyone involved in its production. It is safe to say that Cmiral's effort is one of the only few interesting aspects of the Battlefield Earth debacle. His sincere approach was to create a massive orchestral, choral, and electronic score that would stand alongside other classic sci-fi works. To a basic extent, he succeeded, but the problem then arose that his music for the film was too grandiose in action and performance to match the terrible on-screen elements. If ever a score sounded too good for its film, it is Battlefield Earth. Even so, Cmiral's effort is flawed. The title theme exists far too infrequently, and action cues that begin to muster power, rhythm, and energy often degenerate into messy orchestral blunderings. Cues that attempt to establish a personality are blindsided by an endless supply of crashes and electronic shredding sounds. The electronics really do a disservice to Cmiral's score, failing to add creativity and instead pushing at the tolerance level of the listener in cues such as "Psychlo's Top 40." The latter half of the score suffers especially from a short-cue phenomenon during which Cmiral just manages to establish an excellent action motif, sometimes with the chorus, and then a scene change demands a quick end to it. The performance by the studio orchestra in Seattle grinds and pounds at different rhythms at each turn, so the unlistenable portions of the score aren't even consistent. Therein lies an overarching problem with Cmiral's attempt for Battlefield Earth; the lack of a personality kills this score. On album, the ills of the music are blatantly obvious, with several little snippets of music containing excellent material for compilations (such as "We've Won"), but the rest of the score containing extremely problematic continuity issues. The album also suffers from too many pictures of Travola's ridiculous costume, with no still from the film showing anything other than this one painfully obvious reason as to why the film failed. Overall, Battlefield Earth is a frustrating score that should, unfortunately, be swept under the rug along with the film. **
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