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The Fountain: (Clint Mansell) For people who have
nightmares of being reincarnated as a snail, Darren Aronofsky's
The
Fountain at least reassures you that you've got a shot at being
reincarnated as a human similar to yourself. In a desperate effort to be
the immediate reincarnation of Stanley Kubrick, Aronofsky uses
tantalizing visuals and a fragmented story across a thousand years to
explore the same issues as
2001, though with considerably less
success. In his effort to span three concurrent parts of the quest for
immortality, Aronofsky forgets to make the audience care about anybody
actually making that journey in the film. So while the concepts in
The Fountain are undoubtedly intriguing examinations of religion
and spirituality, the execution of the film failed to such a degree that
audiences and critics alike gave the film a resounding thumbs down.
Foremost in the criticism of the film is the one-dimensional
representation of its characters, people never developed well enough to
make you root for them. Also of some controversy is Clint Mansell's
score, which tries just as hard as Aronofsky to twist reality and
stimulate the minds of arthouse regulars. Ironically, Mansell had just
produced his first mainstream score in 2005, and the small group of
people who actually listened to
Sahara were impressed by its
large-scale, orchestral scope and adventurous execution. But Mansell is
also the man who brought the extremely popular
Requiem for a
Dream to a crowd of alternative score listeners eager for extensions
to the sounds of impressionist composers Michael Nyman and Philip Glass.
For
The Fountain, Mansell is essentially attempting to please the
same crowd, though he is completely betrayed by his 80's rock band
roots.
His ensemble for the film includes the famed Kronos
Quartet (two violins, viola, and cello), the Scottish rock band Mogwai,
and nine vocalists in a makeshift choir. On basic levels, Mansell's
choices for how he constructed his score for
The Fountain make
perfect sense --there is no impression that he was wandering hopelessly
here-- but if you don't subscribe to the one-dimensional, abstract
repetitions of that approach, then the score can offer you no insight or
enjoyment. The score is built on cyclical rhythms and two motifs. The
rhythmic movement of the entire score, often carried by the drums and
low ranges of an electric guitar (or bass), set a steady pace that never
deviates. Its performances are sometimes accentuated, more forceful in
volume, but never does the rhythm evolve into anything more intelligent
than a dutiful tool of procession. For the concept of reincarnation,
featuring a rhythm that rolls through each time and place without
variation makes sense, though it will undoubtedly get on your nerves
after a while. The two motifs are stark and unforgiving. The first is a
four-note guitar movement to accentuate each bar of the underlying
rhythm, though it does stand alone in a few places. It's hard to tell if
it has any significant meaning outside of the rhythm. The other motif is
essentially the "main theme," a three-note progression that also repeats
endlessly throughout the score. Existing for the upper ranges of the
ensemble, whether on violin or keyboard, this theme seems basically
appropriate given that the film has three layers to its story. But you
never hear the theme evolve or gain a greater meaning; you're always
expecting a second verse, but one never comes. With these rhythms and
themes usually churning in a sparse fashion, the score restrains them
heavily so that its intellectually minimalistic atmosphere is
preserved.
At times, the rock band provides grinding, mindless
underscore, as in "Holy Dread!" and at other times, as in "The Last
Man," the quartet barely registers with its underdeveloped meanderings.
Individually, the quartet offers some of the more listenable cues, such
as the more harmonically contemplative "Xibalba." The choir makes no
significant contribution to the score outside of the high range
dramatics at the end of "Death is the Road to Awe." The male voices are
often mixed so badly into the score that they lack any texture and come
across as synthetic. The rock band is usually combined with the quartet,
though the band's much broader bass elements dominate cues such as
"Finish It" and "Death is the Road to Awe." In the end, a cue like "Tree
of Life" is a twisted, drum-pounding attempt at "coolness" that you
would expect to hear in the equally impressionistic world of
Sin
City. Here, the themes are so underdeveloped and the rhythms are so
annoyingly persistent that
The Fountain is not only a distracting
element in the film itself, but a potentially major irritant on album.
It's easy to hear why Mansell's score draws attention to itself --the
kind of attention that a score needs come the time for award
nominations-- but the same qualities that make
The Fountain
unique also threaten to make it, like Gustavo Santaolalla's
Babel, unlistenable. Despite its enticing construct, the score
for
The Fountain is as one-dimensional as the characters in the
film, leaving it as a monumentally wasted opportunity for truly
intellectual musical connections. With little in the way of complexity
to win your heart,
The Fountain must rely on its atmosphere to
gain your interest, and Mansell's grating repetitions will only
accomplish that for a very few select listeners. If the speakers in the
lobby of eternal reincarnation are belching out this music, then death
is the road to awe
and insanity.
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