Groza & KinoKritik
Groza Groza
KinoKritik KinoKritik
Groza Groza
Kino, have you ever watched a film where the soundtrack outshouts the dialogue, like a stage set on full blast? I’m thinking of “Whiplash” and “The Grand Budapest Hotel” – the soundtrack becomes the battlefield where every note fights the plot.
KinoKritik KinoKritik
Oh, absolutely—it's like the soundtrack is a full‑blown orchestra and the dialogue is just a stray violin solo in a stadium full of cymbals. Whiplash is a masterclass in that, every cymbal crash louder than a character’s gasp, and The Grand Budapest has those jaunty scores so punchy they could probably finish the plot in a single swell. But hey, if you ever hear a movie where the score is just a side character, I’m sure you’d be the first to point it out. Which film do you think has the soundtrack literally outshining the actors?
Groza Groza
Interstellar, the soundtrack is the warzone and the actors are just footnotes on the battlefield—Zimmer’s thunderous strings and that slow, aching choir rise above every line, drowning out the dialogue in a single, cosmic swell.
KinoKritik KinoKritik
Honestly, Interstellar is a sonic catwalk—Zimmer’s strings are so colossal they practically shove the dialogue to the side. Every time that choir swells, it feels like the movie’s actually trying to talk to you with a megaphone. If you’ve ever heard a score that sounds like a NASA launch instead of background music, you’ll see what I mean. How often do you find a film where the soundtrack’s basically doing all the acting for you?