Found myself mesmerized by Joe Berlinger and Bruce Sinofsky's Metallica: Some Kind of Monster the other day. Haven't even the vaguest affection for metal, but like any great documentary, this strange journey into rock 'n' roll psyche was absolutely arresting. Due to my relatively recent obsession with Italian westerns, specifically those of Sergio Leone, the rock doc's climatic clamor of "The Ecstasy of Gold" so perked my ears that I finally snagged Ennio Morricone's score for The Good, The Bad and The Ugly from which the triumphant track was lifted. Pity Joe and Bruce's flick couldn't end in a Mexican standoff as well, eh?
