A lot of contemporary movies seem to take the easy way out with a pop soundtrack, or attaching the appropriate whispery indie fluff to a poignant scene. Juno was annoying, Jerry Goldsmith should kick Kimya Dawson's smelly dreadlocked arse from beyond the grave.
I'm having trouble thinking of the oldest film that is dominated by a pick n' mix soundtrack, Tarantino obviously popularized it further
Equally overwrought Hollywood scores can be terrible, nobody needs that hassle. Sometimes you stop and listen to the score of a movie you are watching and you feel like you're being manipulated and realise how depressingly escapist movies really are just as you were getting into it
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