Wednesday, January 18, 2006


I remember, as a kid, watching The Mark of Zorro with my father and crying at the ending. That's the part where father and son are fighting together against the Spanish soldiers led by the evil Basil Rathbone. My father would cry too, as tough a guy as he was, at a lot of sentimental war movies. Maybe with Zorro it touched me that I imagined us joining together in some way, which we rarely did. Here's the rousing theme by Alex Newman. More on Zorro later.

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