The soundtrack of my life: a (not creepy) love letter to the music of Clint Mansell

So, it's been almost two years since I started this humble little movie blog and it occurred to me, after a couple of glasses of wine, that I've never written anything deeply personal. That's absurd because film is such a personal medium. Everything I watch takes me to a specific place, along with the music that accompanies. It's also only fitting that I should finally write about the genius that is Clint Mansell because I recently witnessed his music played live at Film Music Prague - it was indeed a night to remember. So here it goes. Cue: a deep breath and another glass of red.