Hans Zimmer - Fan Poem/Sacrifice Theme/The Fan. (The Fan)

Описание: Temas compuestos para la película "The Fan" realizada en 1996.

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Album: "The Fan - Expanded Motion Picture Score"
Track 1: "Fan Poem"/Track 13: "Sacrifice Theme"/Track 12: "The Fan"
Composed: Hans Zimmer
Producer: Adam Smalley, Hans Zimmer, Ryeland Allison
Conductor: Harry Gregson-Williams
Contractor [Music Contractor]: Sandy De Crescent
Orchestrated:Bruce Fowler
Cello [Electric]: Martin Tillman
Cello [Solo]: Steve Erdody
Guitar: Bob Daspit
Label: TVT Soundtrax
Released: 1996
Production Company: Mandalay Entertainment: Scott Free Productions
Distributed: TriStar Pictures

The Fan is a 1996 American thriller film directed by Tony Scott, and starring Robert De Niro and Wesley Snipes. The film is based on the novel of the same name by Peter Abrahams. The Fan is a psychological thriller that revolves around the sport of baseball, exploring the overt dedication of some of its followers.

Fan Poem (Speech by Robert De Niro):

Excited and anxious I await my dream
To escape, applaud And embrace my team
Opening day I always can trust
It's just for this high
That I crazily lust
Return of our hero
Does brighten the days
Just briefly, my troubles
Get lost in the haze
The grace from the field
Arouses the crowd
Reflects on the days
When I was quite proud
I'm more entranced
Than the average fan
I used to play, you see
And I know I still can
That time I drove the ball
With such loft
My exit atop shoulders
As they carried me off
This pastime and
I Just fade into one
Expanded upon From father and son
My boy is young
And awkward for now
I just need the time
And can show him how
I really am quite close
Just a break away
From straightening things out
And being okay
I can help my team
To regain its glory
With just a little twist
To the same old story
Players say now
They play for themselves
This causes a burning
Within me that dwells
The fan is the one
Who pays for the game
Which bestows all the riches
And welcomed fame
The players will listen
But really don't hear
All the while just hiding
Behind an invisible tear
I grow tired now of all this greed
And chart a course to set things free.

Source: Script-O-Rama.