Watched: Sound of Noise (2012).
Attempts to capture what this film is feel like they fall short, but here’s an attempt: a group of drummers form a group whose purpose is to create musical acts of vandalism. They knock a man unconscious and then use his reverberating stomach as the basis of a piece conducted using instruments in an operating theater. They hold up a bank and use rubber stamps and paper shredders to create beats. They interrupt a Haydn concert with four bulldozers and a pneumatic drill, operating in perfect rhythm with one another.
Meanwhile, the man assigned to the case is Amadeus Warnebring, a tone-deaf police officer from a family of virtuoso musicians. Shrugged off by his family, he craves silence more than anything else. Then, he discovers that every object turned into an instrument by the group becomes silent, and sees an opportunity to turn the case to his own personal advantage.
It’s a comedy, you see. Or maybe you don’t. This is one of those films that can be wildly funny if you let it, but the humor lies in the situations themselves, which are played perfectly straight. You could probably go into this determined to see it as an absurdist drama, and still enjoy it - each musical setpiece is incredible, and the story is compelling enough. But it’s better if you laugh.