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Arlington Road (Angelo Badalamenti) (1999)
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Composed and Produced by:
Angelo Badalamenti

Additional Music by:
Tom Hajdu
Andrew Milburn
Audio Samples   ▼
Total Time: 67:52
• 1. Bloody Boy/Neon Reprise (5:50)
• 2. Old Newspapers (1:44)
• 3. Lament for Leah (3:50)
• 4. It's Something Personal (2:06)
• 5. The Party (4:45)
• 6. He Repeats, He Repeats (1:57)
• 7. Discover Troops (2:40)
• 8. Into the Cage (2:04)
• 9. The Yearbook (1:43)
• 10. Copper Creek* (3:31)
• 11. Values (2:29)
• 12. Cheryl (1:08)
• 13. The Truth Is Out There (3:10)
• 14. The Study (2:04)
• 15. What Message* (2:26)
• 16. Last Day (7:56)
• 17. Stoplight Flight (1:25)
• 18. Escape (4:50)
• 19. The Bomb (2:02)
• 20. Aftermath (5:30)
• 21. Leah's Theme (3:50)

* composed by "Tom and Andy"
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Will Records
(April 20th, 1999)
Regular U.S. release, but out of print for a while in the early 2000's.
The insert includes no extra information about the score or film.
Filmtracks Traffic Rank: #1,200
Written 9/4/01, Revised 9/23/08
Buy it... if you are inclined to inflict punishment on yourself or need an instrument of annoyance for use against troublesome neighbors or roommates.

Avoid it... unless you were really drawn to the psychologically disturbing plot of the film and seek an equally morbid souvenir from that experience.

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Arlington Road: (Angelo Badalamenti) One of the 1990's scariest psychological thrillers, Arlington Road is an emotionally twisted horror film about domestic terrorism. It's one of those cliched "urban nightmare stories" in which your newly befriended neighbor turns out to be a cold-blooded mass bomber, a maniacal mastermind who never loses. The story is one that will keep you on the edge of your seat for a number of scenes, though it stretches logic beyond reasonable bounds at nearly every important turn of the plot, reducing its overall effectiveness. The story is ultimately a futile endeavor, with every value and/or person you care about shattered or dead, making you sit and wonder why you have just spent two hours endeavoring to feel so bad about the humanity's basic goodness. Nevertheless, the film has inspired something of a cult following, partly in spite of the boycott that some conservative organizations have placed on the film for its grotesquely bloody and disturbing opening scene (as well as a massive explosion sequence at the end that probably wouldn't get studio approval in a post September 11th world). Called to the task of scoring this thriller is composer Angelo Badalamenti, who was best known at the time for his collaborations with director David Lynch. If the film stretches your limits of believability, then so does its music. Badalamenti was presented with the job of recording a score that consists of two conflicting elements: a traditional orchestra and his experimental synthetics. The basic concept of that conflict isn't a bad idea. After all, you have a film in which the ideals of a nice, cuddly suburban neighborhood are juxtaposed against the horror of discovering that your neighbor is a technological mastermind of terrorist bombings. But in a project like this, the mix of the two halves is of paramount importance, and it is here where the work only barely suffices. The orchestra is badly underpowered and the electronics are off the far end of the weirdness scale. The convoluted atmosphere created by their melding causes the film to slip into a dreamy state of accelerated horror, pounding the listener into a dull, numb haze. This may have been Badalamenti's intent in the first place, but on album, the music fails to translate into anything other than an equally sick souvenir from the production.

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