Gato Barbieri - "Last Tango In Paris" Soundtrack (1972) - Liberty
Hello Friends,
Bernardo Bertolucci's acclaimed 1972 film, Last Tango in Paris, is about two strangers (Marlon Brando & Maria Schneider) who meet on the streets of Paris and begin a salacious, anonymous sexual tryst. Its your basic boy-meets-girl story with lots of nudity, afternoon sodomy, tangoing and butter-covered fingers inserted into rectums! Don't bring your kids to see this one!
Argentinian composer & musician, Gato Barbieri, was recruited for the film's soundtrack. For the score he crafted a melodic, saxophone-laden, Latin jazz score in a very 1970's vain. Its like a cross between Henry Mancini, early Santana and Gerry Rafferty's "Baker Street". Jazz composer (and fellow saxophonist), Oliver Nelson, aided Barbieri in the arrangements and the music fits the film perfectly.
In fact, its some of the most memorable saxophone heard in a film second only to: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WuJ9YNfKC2o.
The film holds up well as a masterpiece of the cynical 70's.
Brando, up to this point, has never been so sleazy and so creepy!
The soundtrack album holds its own as well. When heard out of the context of the film it comes across sounding a little lite, a little soft jazzy, a little bit like a remorseful cop beneath a street lamp in the rain!
Now, if I only knew where Tiki T. hid the nail clippers!
RATING: 4 better not lay a finger on my butterfingers out of 5
Thanks to Danny & Ross for this one! An import from Italy, no less!
Argentinian composer & musician, Gato Barbieri, was recruited for the film's soundtrack. For the score he crafted a melodic, saxophone-laden, Latin jazz score in a very 1970's vain. Its like a cross between Henry Mancini, early Santana and Gerry Rafferty's "Baker Street". Jazz composer (and fellow saxophonist), Oliver Nelson, aided Barbieri in the arrangements and the music fits the film perfectly.
In fact, its some of the most memorable saxophone heard in a film second only to: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WuJ9YNfKC2o.
The film holds up well as a masterpiece of the cynical 70's.
Brando, up to this point, has never been so sleazy and so creepy!
The soundtrack album holds its own as well. When heard out of the context of the film it comes across sounding a little lite, a little soft jazzy, a little bit like a remorseful cop beneath a street lamp in the rain!
Now, if I only knew where Tiki T. hid the nail clippers!
RATING: 4 better not lay a finger on my butterfingers out of 5
Thanks to Danny & Ross for this one! An import from Italy, no less!
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