Editor Reviews:

Amazon.com:
At its best, the soundtrack to Smoke Signals is a beautiful experience--simple orchestrations with plaintive flute and guitar (just check out "Arnold Is Dead") give the soundtrack to this Native American-directed, -written, and -acted film an introspective feel. Too often, however, the otherwise moving score by B.C. Rich resorts to standard rock clichés. The electric guitar used throughout has a generic '80s metal sound, which does little to enhance the film's tone (unlike the included and wonderful vocal contributions from Native American ensembles Ulali and the Eaglebear Singers). Guitar-shaded soundtracks can work extremely well (check out the excellent Gas Food Lodging score). Here, however, the ax is up-front and distracting. It's a shame because on more subdued tracks like "Charles Bronson," "Fry Bread Riot," and "That's My Father," the Northwest Sinfonia is simply sublime. Cuts by singer/songwriters Dar Williams and Jim Boyd are also featured, making this soundtrack all the more powerful. --Jason Verlinde

Rating : - How can you speak the language with your tongue in your cheek?
I laughed so hard that I fell into another Universe. Why wasn't someone holding on to my belt? This is an awe inspiring testimony to the humanity inherent in Alexie's work also to his ability to poke fun at his audience's pre-conceived notions about Native Americana. This movie does move me. I am a father,son,brother and renter of pre-conceived notions. I change them like I change my jeans ( once a month ). The cast and crew must have gained altltude making this one. I may never return to the old Universe. This one has no reservations.