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This question involves writing and film as much as it does music, so... Eh, here goes.

So, say you have an original movie idea, and you've got an idea for a scene that you think calls for a particular existing song to act as the soundtrack. What's the scene, and what song would you use for it?

I'll go first, so you get an idea of where I'm heading with this. Also, I have plenty of ideas like this, but I'll just share this one, which has been on my mind a lot recently.

In the post-cyberpunk movie I'm working on, titled Type III, there's a scene where the two main characters, Jan and Megan, seek out advice and information from a former government scientist specializing in the design and application of advanced cybernetics, who might know something more about Megan's augmentations. No longer working for the government, he now runs a rather popular local night club, serving partially as a front for his work as a black market cybernetics dealer and consultant. While she and Jan are in the meeting with him in the back offices of the club, Megan wanders back out to the main club, entranced by the music. She takes to the dance floor, and things seem innocent enough until an incident triggers her dormant special operations training, and everything quickly dissolves into a club brawl, until Jan manages to put a stop to it before she can actually kill anyone outright.

Anyway, for most of that scene, including the fight, I can easily imagine Get Your Body Beat by Combichrist playing through it.

If you don't feel like clicking the link, here's the video:

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=10dur7jhFQM[/youtube]

This is for a script I'm actually supposed to be working on and and the guy who commissioned it is getting quite fed up with me cause I haven't made any progress on it.

I won't say the whole story cause it's his but basically I am supposed to be writing about a character who could be played by Natalie Portman. Imagine her in really cheap and slu*ty attire and a lot of makeup in a grand ballroom of a casino where a banquet is being served and there are close-ups of all these little dishes, because the casino is a fairly fancy place. but there are few people in the room cause she's been hired as one of the paid "female presences" in the banquet room set up for a group of pretty much 100% male executives from some company that's come to LV to have a good time, and the banquet starts at 8 and it's 7:36. She's walking around nervously pacing looking at the food while some catering staff with their heads down and in nunnishly modest white catering uniforms wheel in more elaborate dishes and busy themselves placing them on tables. The room is dark. Out in the hallway two security guards are bantering. It's off-season, really this banquet is the biggest thing happening in the building. The female presence professional (N. Portman) goes out into the hallway to nervously ask the guards a question about the exact starting time of the event. The guards are both protective and possessive of her; it's understood she's beneath even them and a sexual object. But they're nice. They smile. They laugh. They joke. They talk about her heels. They look at her breasts. They look at her face. The main doors to the outside open and an antlike trail of boisterous already-drunk businessmen come scuttling in. Another female presence professional, of regal and beyond-confident composure comes down the spiral staircase out of who-knows-what's up there. The guys roar in appreciation of what they know must be there for them, after all this is their fantasy trip where everything is theirs for the having. N.P. takes a deep breath and walks purposefully (but actually blindly and nervously) back into the food room where everything is set up for a gluttonous feast the Romans would have appreciated. The fluorescent lights flicker in a horrifying way that only she registers. She is supposed to be someone now and she doesn't want to. She strokes her own leg from foot to upper thigh along her fishnet stockings and smiles intoxicated by her own nervousness and the sense of predation in the room. The voices of the men get closer as they approach the open banquet hall doors.

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z8Nmip4sPHM[/youtube]