There’s something deeply disturbing about crowds of people sorting through trash at the landfill for goodies — like they’re just milling about at a yard sale — as dump trucks deliver their fly-infested fare almost directly on top of them. It happens every day in India and Nicaragua, where people actually build their homes beside the mountains of garbage, so as to be closer to their “place of employment.” Hell, maybe it’s happening in the good ol’ U.S.A. by now.
When played against Dead Can Dance’s “The Host of Seraphim,” off its 1988 album, “The Serpent’s Egg,” the aforementioned scene takes on a pastoral, nigh-ethereal quality. Which is fitting, because seraphim (a word that can mean either serpent or angel) comes from the Old Testament.
I had already regarded this song by the Australian goth/world music duo (also described as “apocalyptic folk” on Wikipedia) as a masterwork when I experienced it through my eyes in the 1992 cinematic travelogue, “Baraka.” It’s a great example of DCD’s ken for fusing different worlds of expression together — in this case, Bulgarian choral singing is blended with Gregorian opera, and Lisa Gerrard lets it all hang out, climbing within spitting distance of the angels.
Aside from this scene, the “Seraphim” passage counts as the best moment of the film.