The Fredösphere

I really enjoyed NPR's piece on the soundtrack to Forbidden (bidden, bidden) Planet (planet, planet).  The all-electronic music was composed by Louis and Bebe Barron, who were rewarded for their pioneering work in true Hollywood fashion by being shut out of movie scoring for the rest of their lives.  I imagine "You'll never bloop or fnnrt in this town again!" is what they heard as they were booted from the studio boss' office.  (Hat tip to The Standing Room for that cool "bloop and fnnrt" link.)

Watch the accompanying video clips from Forbidden Planet.  The movie had everything I love and hate:  grandiloquent dialog, retro-futurism, and pure distilled 50s-era Freudianisms:

"You sent your secret id out to murder them! ...your subconscious sent its id monster out again!

Or was it the id that sent its subconscious monster out again?  And should the superego be held as an accessory?  This is all so complicated.