89. Original Motion Picture Soundtrack, Rushmore (Polygram, 1998)

Rushmore is one of those rare gems of a film that seems more poignant and wise with each viewing. It has a heart like the Grinch in reverse—three sizes too big (and a heart can never be too big). As with Wes Anderson’s other films, the soundtrack is essential. Music appears in nearly every frame, and here it’s evenly split between former Devo-head Mark Mothersbaugh’s whimsical, quasi-orchestral score and an eclectic assortment of obscure British Invasion pop (and I mean eclectic: early Cat Stevens, solo John Lennon, live Who mini-opera and even Chad and Jeremy!). Sounds like a mess, but it gels unexpectedly well. This is the sweet, beautiful antithesis of every cyncial, soul-sucking label promotional roll call that passes for a soundtrack.