First time I've posted in here in a long while... I saw Moonage Daydream last night. At IMAX, I dunno if y'all have an equivalent of this, but the screen is, like, four times the size of a regular cinema screen. Got there a bit late so I was second row, meaning I was about level with the bottom of the screen and was craning my neck the entire time.
Anyway, this is the first Bowie film authorised by his estate, and it has been sold as a documentary, but it really isn't. It's a 140-minute assault on the senses. It has a narrative arc, being a reasonably rote chronological trundle through his career, with large focuses dedicated to his youth, family, David Bowie/Ziggy Stardust, Berlin, Let's Dance, Glass Spider and the 90s. But the artistry of it really pulls it through. It's loud, it's kaleidoscopic, it includes a heap of footage from interviews and concerts and behind-the-scenes stuff that I don't think has been seen before, and it really leaves an impression of his career journey despite there being no rigorous structure. I'd have liked a little more Blackstar stuff, and some more Station to Station and Aladdin Sane, but it's great. It really took me out of my head, I barely had a thought for 140 minutes, and there was a Q&A with the director afterwards, Brett Morgen, who I got to meet and chat with which was cool.
I also left with a renewed appreciation for just how transgressive Bowie was in the 70s. It's wild watching footage of the band doing hard rock songs like Moonage Daydream or Cracked Actor and Bowie's in full makeup and 'feminine' clothing.