Blog: The 405

I slightly regret the sarcastic quip which began my last feature on Sofia Coppola's Somewhere . 'Most films have a soundtrack' I jibed. Ha ha. Turns out The Artist doesn't, per-se. It has a various and varying array of bombastic sounds that narrate, voice and create delightful pastiche; all in honour of the bygone silent movie generation. Landing at the deep end of an unknown, silent-movie-shaped pool, we instinctively use music to help grapple with the concept of Michel Hazanavicius' The Artist, which centre's upon the 1920s equivalent of an [...]