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Originally Posted by betablue2
And a point of trivia for those whose brains haven't already exploded with fury: the studio's official name is Twentieth Century-Fox. Note the placement of the one hyphen. We're not dealing with a fox from the twentieth century; what we have is the merger of two film studios in the 1920s: "Twentieth Century" and "Fox." The century may have changed; the studio's long-registered, long-recognized name has not.
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My brain didn't explode, but thank you for your concern.
You appear to have a big, fat agenda sticking out of your back pocket as you post, and that is fine. You dislike Peggy Sussed, (or perhaps it is just any "incongruous" tune, tacked onto the closing credits of a film? I can't quite pinpoint the issue), and that is a matter for you. I thought it worked well as a closing song because it is optimistic and upbeat and, after a pessemistic and sometimes harrowing tale, it reflected the hope of the final scene. I loved the music as a whole, no matter whether a particular bit was Underworld's or John Murphy's creation, and I am disappointed that I still can't buy the OST because of what seems to be, imo, narcissistic artist hissy fits about what HE wanted it to sound like.
If Mr Murphy was so unhappy about the soundtrack he ought, perhaps, to have withdrawn completely from the project. I am not familiar with the legalities of taking that kind of position, as it is not my area. I am sure he has cashed his nice big fee cheque for doing the work he did, so it is, again imo, sour grapes that he is now whining about it. He should have read the Ts & Cs of his contract and made sure he agreed them before embarking on the project. If he wanted absolute artistic control of the final output, he should have made that clear up front. The Director directs - sometimes they do an outstanding job in everyone's eyes, sometimes they don't - but the clue is in the job title.
On a side note, however, your facts are wrong. Twentieth Century and Fox merged in 1935, and dropped the hyphen at their 50th Birthday in 1985. I fail to see why this has any relevance in any case, unless you are referring to a jokey little throw-away comment Karl made during his recent radio show, which went in one ear and out the other for most people, until you brought it to our attention again.