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The urge to write, but not the inspiration [Sunday 22nd October 2006 at 10:55 pm]

[Feeling |contemplativecontemplative]
[Playing |Am I Not Merciful? ~ Hans Zimmer & Lisa Gerrard/Gladiator: Special Annivesary Edition]

I have a strong feeling of wanting to write something for a particular piece of music, Am I Not Merciful?, from the Gladiator soundtrack...


It's a very powerful piece of music. Starting off gently, gradually rising over the course of a few minutes to a strong climax of strings, surrounding you with the feeling of a powerful, yet sad, judgement being passed down from on high. The drums die away, leaving the infinite sadness of the strings. And then those too fade away, leavnig the sound of the wheat, calm pipes carrying a haunting, eerie melody. More sadness arrives, with voices chanting. Brass and drums bring in yet more suffering, and the judgement is repeated. There's power in this, but it's not good power...


...no, I can't write anything for this. I've the urge but not the inspiration. I blame truely powerful music, and the Gladiator soundtrack is indeed that. Hans Zimmer is a master.

Perhaps I'll manage to work this theme into something else. Maybe even NaNoWriMo, if I'm foolish enough to go through with it (not sure how well it'd go in my original plan though). Meh, I should vary my writing in any case, and try for more original stuff.


There is a very powerful part of the movie that goes with this music - the following quote, from Commodus:

"Lucius will stay with me now. And if his mother so much as looks at me in a manner that displeases me, he will die. If she decides to be noble and takes her own life, he will die."

"And as for you, you will love me as I loved you. You will provide me with an heir of pure blood, so that Commodus and his progeny will rule for a thousand years. Am I not merciful?"

He reaches down and grabs her face, forcing her to look at him.


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