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17 of 17 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
And about bl**dy time too..., 30 May 2004
Only now, when I'm on the threshold of middle age, can I finally get my hands on the music that I always wanted to hear from the "Dawn of the Dead" soundtrack. Don't get me wrong, I love the readily available, Argento-comissioned Goblin soundtrack as much as the next cinephile, but what I, and, I think, every other Zombie-lover has really pined for over the years (25 of them!) is these cheeky, cheesy and downright bizarre snippets of DeWolfe library music that have now finally been unleashed on Joe and Jasmine Public by the UK's finest curator of tat, Jonny Trunk.What's on here? Well, almost everything you could have wished for really. I won't bother with the library titles that these pieces carry as they don't really mean that much to any of us, but most of your favourites are here: There's the "Helicopter Head-slice" music, the "Rednecks on the Rampage" C&W pastiche, the "Mall Zombie clean up" march, and of, course, that jaunty snatch of muzak that's reprised over the final credits that goes "du-du du du, du-du du du, du-du-du duddle-uddle-ut-dut-du" (that last bit's called "The Gonk", by the way). After having waited more than half of my life for this music to be compiled and released, it seems almost mean-spirited to have reservations, but I'll share two with you, just to stop me coming over too bum-licky: Firstly, it is a shame that this collection doesn't include either the "Swanee Whistle" music that gets piped through the mall when our heroes switch on the power (AKA: "Big Fat Zombie In Swimming Trunks Falling Over At The Bottom of the Escalator"), nor the music that sounds a bit like the theme from the "A-Team" that you hear as our two surviving heroes (bit of a spoiler there!) clamber onto the mall roof and 'copter off into the sunset. And secondly, the covers a bit...well, not great. I know it would have been expensive to use images from the original production on a release which is probably more of a labour of love than a pension-securing commercial venture, but surely it wouldn't have cost that much to have, for example, a picture of the Monroeville Shopping Mall on the cover. Or maybe even a picture of a fat bloke in blue body make-up and swimming trunks falling into a fountain at the bottom of an escalator. Mind you, if it had both/either of the above, I would have had to give it six stars anyway, and my head probably would have exploded with excitement. Not unlike that Zombie in the tenement at the beginning at the beginning of the film, really.
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