Who has any idea why this mishmash of generic electronica by no-name artists is called Film at Eleven? Released by Miami's Tvi Records, these are basically bedroom tracks created for now abandoned "chillout" rooms in dance clubs. Perhaps the real deal is that this mix of world music, beats, and exotic atmospheres should be called "post-new age music." Utterly dreadful.
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AllMusic Review by Thom Jurek