A pressing, heavy and sweeping soundtrack with uttermost tragic strings in front. The music chugs industrious as the generator would, but when that beat stops sorrow creeps up to the edges and foul cold wind blow it over, freezing it to death. Intense, tragic, melancholic.
A very minimalistic, neo-classical soundtrack which is nothing but brooding and brooding, untill the sudden swell of the horns which die away as fast as they came. It's made of course for the suspense of the movie, but it holds up really well on it's own. And there are a few OST that can say that.
Rob Dougan is hurt, and he's mad, and he's got the tools to translate that into jazzy filmscore music. A raw voice with catchy hooks, makes for a formidable record. On multiple spins it becomes clear that all the classical instrumentation is 'fake', but in the trip-hop roots that shouldn't bother.
Electronica Neo-klassiek Trip-hop