As a child I watched this film with my father, who covered my eyes during a sex scene. I remember waking up at the crack of dawn the next day to creep down to the living room to rewind the VHS and rewatch the whole movie without censorship. I was too young to be captivated by the nipples my father had shielded my eyes from, but David Bowie’s other-worldly performance always stayed with me.
David Bowie was worth a hundred sociologists as a cultural commentator. Watch Bowie perfectly predict the internet’s impact on music and society 15 years ago.
Paxman: (The internet) is just a tool though isn’t it?
Bowie: No, it’s not, it’s an alien life form….it’s going to crush our ideas of what mediums are all about.
Paxman only sees the twigs and leaves of the internet. Bowie sees the forest.
It’s also good to know that even Bowie didn’t know how to pronounce his name.
There is this fantastic interview with Bowie and Yasiin Bey (aka Mos Def) from 2003 that shows how in tune Bowie was with the world.
“There’s just some dysfunctionalism with artists. There are good things about being an artist, and the good thing is, sometimes you get an inside line on what’s really happening. You develop these strange antennae that clue you into what’s really going on.”
Cracked Actor, the BBC produced Bowie documentary focusing on the changeling’s time spent in LA post-Ziggy is a raw—at times unsettling—look into the artist’s life and career during the mid ’70s. A period often mythologized as a sort of hedonistic manifest destiny gone purgatorial limbo, the always svelte Bowie is positively skeletal here.