In the final few moments of Tony Scottâ€™s True Romance (1993) Alabama, accompanied by an injured Clarence, drives past a sign that reads â€œLast U.S. Exit, Mexican Border 5 miles.â€ Itâ€™s at this very moment that the music shifts from the ominous strains that accompanied the chaotic final shootout in the Beverly Ambassador, to the light and playful leitmotif that has been present throughout the rest of the film. The filmâ€™s score was written by Hans Zimmer and the familiar theme was drawn from an original composition by Carl Orff, who was most famous for composing another film score favorite, the Carmina Burana.
Once Clarence and Alabama have reached their final destination a sandy beach in Baja, the end credits roll, accompanied by Chris Isaakâ€™s â€œTwo Heartsâ€ from his 1993 album San Francisco Days. Itâ€™s a song thatâ€™s reminiscent of the works of Elvis Presley, who serves as an imaginary mentor for Clarence during his criminal escapades. For the longest time I thought that it was Elvis Presley himself singing â€œTwo Hearts,â€ and once I learned otherwise, I still continued to assume that it had originally been recorded by the King until just moments ago.
The Film: True Romance
The Song: “Two Hearts”
The Artist: Chris Isaak
Thereâ€™s a separate version of â€œTwo Heartsâ€ that was recorded as part of Chris Isaakâ€™s 1996 acoustic album, Baja Sessions. Chris Isaak is an avid surfer, having spent countless hours paddling around in the frigid waters around
In the time that Iâ€™ve lived in
My first ever foray into Baja was during Spring Break of my freshman year in college. My friend Tristan invited his roommate Doug and me down to enjoy the wonders of San Diego, a trip that featured adventures at UCSD and SDSU, hot tubbing in the hills above Jamul, a beach bonfire, and an all-you-can-drink night at a club in Tijuana. It still makes me smile to think of the infinite patience of our designated driver Lisa, who shepherded us across the border and drove us home while the three of us sat in the backseat, improvising techno music a cappella. I had a blast, but once you turn twenty-one, thereâ€™s really little point in spending time in
Since then Iâ€™ve learned that Baja is much nicer when you go further south, past
I was traveling with my friends Cory and Amy. After parking at the border, we hopped on a bus in
The first time I actually surfed in
The second time I surfed in
I promptly got my pickup truck stuck in the sand, and had to spend almost two hours burying debris underneath the wheels to obtain enough traction to escape. Those days on the beach were a very unique experience, because I was entirely alone for most of the time (another group of surfers and a few fisherman appeared, but neither spent the night). Iâ€™d spend the morning surfing, and by afternoon a sideshore wind would be roaring and the ocean would be an unmanageable mess. When it got dark there was little to do but sit and think and wait for sleep to overtake me. It was during this time that I began writing a play, originally titled â€œThe Waitâ€ and later renamed â€œGroundswellâ€ that I produced while I was living in
Watching surf videos like Litmus and Fanning the Fire has been enough encouragement to get me back into the water now that winter is over, though the waves in LA have been disappointing thus far this spring. My boss has recently suggested I take a vacation, so Iâ€™ve been giving some thought to heading all the way down to
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