Consider Eduardo Ciannelli‘s electrifying “kill, kill, kill!” speech from Gunga Din. The striking if antiquated element, of course, is how Alfred Newman‘s music emphasizes every other line — it’s almost a musical number of sorts. This sort of thing disappeared from soundtracks long ago — it would be laughable if James Horner or Mark Isham were to try anything like it today — and yet the effect works in this instance. And the visual element — Ciannelli’s eyes shining like beams against his dark facial makeup — augments all the more.
