Two and a half years ago I was kicked, beaten and spat upon by Stalinist scolds (including Guy Lodge **) for saying that as much as I respect and admire the music of Ennio Morricone, I didn’t regard his film music as truly mountain-peak level (except for his Days of Heaven score). As I have a somewhat similar opinion of the music of Angelo Badalamenti (respectful salute, admiration, David Lynch’s right-hand guy) I’ll just leave it there. The 85 year-old Badalamenti was a brand…touched by the hand.
** “What a brand!”
